Natasha Scripture

“Darkness, it turned out, would be my ultimate teacher. The Buddhists consider suffering to be the ultimate gateway to awakening, and mine had brought me to a crossroads of sorts. One road was paved and would take me along a more conventional route. It was the more popular road because it was simpler to navigate, well lit, and easier to tread (and faster, even though there was more traffic). Here people had faces and everything was orderly and sterile. There was a solid framework, and things were done in certain ways and did not stray from those ways. The other was scarier, darker, less familiar, with shadows and turns and faceless beings and mountains to scale, but with a whole lot of mystique, with varying shades of light and wind that spoke, blowing in different directions and making everything feel circular rather than linear. It was the more unpredictable road, easier to get lost on, obscured with brambles. This road beckoned me, tugged at my heartstrings, but I hedged, afraid of losing everything familiar to me, of alienation. I feared I would become some lonely, ghostly figure. It was safer to stick to what I knew, but the familiar was no longer comforting to me.”
― Natasha Scripture, Man Fast: A Memoir