What is hidden?
There is the public face and the private one.
Those parts of ourselves that we share
The pieces that don’t raise eyebrows
or cause fingers to be pointed.
The safe pieces.
The ones that grant us acceptance
in the world we inhabit.
And then there are the pieces that we keep hidden
sometimes even from ourselves.
Those that cause us the most confusion and consternation.
How can we describe them
explain them to others
if we cannot do so to ourselves…
It is often only when those parts
we have so cleverly hidden
have been recognised by another
that we begin to understand our own depth
we accept the journey that we are on
and we embrace our future.
Artwork by Casey Baugh