Mindset

What does she think as she gazes out that window? Is she looking at anything at all or is she lost in the darkness of her mind — the place where one goes to survive, to lose oneself from the reality of the unspeakable. Finding refuge in your mind, or is finding a place to escape the existence of the moment. 

Is she driven by shame, guilt, regret, pain, vulnerability to a place where one wonders if there is any hope of escaping? Is she hoping to find just one person who feels the same way, validates her as a human being? Who also has memories so bad they can never be uttered for fear of losing one's soul from the sins she bears of another. Does she long for just thirty seconds without the constant barrage of hopelessness, sadness, grief that overwhelm her like a locomotive? 

Or, is she actually at peace, finally free after running from an impossible, powerless situation? Is she content with the knowledge that she escaped, survived, taking solace in the quiet recesses of her mind? A mind where the inner critic quiets, and the voice of an empowering, loving, higher power resides.

That is the beauty and curse of the mind — a place of agony, anguish, turmoil or a place of peace, tranquility, hope. The deciding factor is the well from which we drink. Is it a well of love, support, safety, acceptance or is it a well that is empty?