It is as if the plants and the animals and the moon and the stars suddenly understand – and I know that it is my fault that I have not understood them before.
Now I remember images and events from over the years that come back to me so clearly. They are about things I have never been able to speak about or to explain; and I think in some way my mind had blocked them out to protect me.
I stored them all away for decades in the basement of my memory, locked in a dark room with keys I never knew I had.
Now I look up alone at night from my camp-fire and watch the stars, as they look down at me. We understand each other.
You see sometimes you need a break to find yourself again. It can take months or even years, but when you do you turn around and you go home.
~ Jack Hammersley