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Sophia: Tracks

Sophia: Tracks

Few people want to follow where I go. I remember reading about a Canadian explorer, David Thompson. The further he travelled into the wilderness the less men would accompany him. He would begin with an entire team with lots of food and gear, but end up with just...
Sophia: Bridge

Sophia: Bridge

This was one of the most difficult things I’d ever done. Burning that bridge. Cutting it down. Separating myself as if permanently. This didn’t necessarily mean forever. But I had to act as if it was. Like an axe! Look at all those people on the other side. All those...
Sophia: Hide

Sophia: Hide

It’s okay to hide. I did. Let me tell you why: Too many people wanted to find me and restore me to the me I was. To the me they think I am, and should be. I couldn’t let them do that. No! So I hid. I hid myself deep within myself, far away from their pitiful eyes. I...
Sophia: Pioneer

Sophia: Pioneer

I am a pioneer. I separated myself from the mainstream. I left the forest with its community of trees. I must navigate my own spiritual path, blaze my own trail, and find my own spiritual home. It’s been a while since I escaped. I’ve been through many traumatic...
Sophia: Wild

Sophia: Wild

While I was in captivity I was secretly aware of a wildness within me. I wouldn’t dare share it. Of course it was mostly theory without practice. At this point. I dreamed of it. I hid it. I sheltered it. I nursed it. Others couldn’t see it. If they did I would have...