I've been searching for days to find this picture.
It's taken at the end of a four day walk along the Peddars Way.
The stone is part of an Arts project and says " And I being here have been part of all this. Caught and thrown like sun on water, have entered in to all around "
Even when I'm in the utmost turmoil, it helps me to know that I have roots that spread wider and deeper than just my traumatising birth family.
"As you walk the Peddars Way you find yourself becoming more and more aware of all the others who have trodden the same ground, whether they be Stone Age hunters, Roman soldiers, Saxon settlers or Medieval pilgrims.
But remember that you, walking in your time, are as much a part of everything that surrounds you as any other traveller has been.
All the past that has led to your moment in time is held like a great secret in the landscape that surrounds you.” ( Hugh Lupton, story teller )
I don't currently have an emotional place of belonging, I feel shut shut out from everywhere and everyone. But I am still a phsysical part of of my landscape, and can't be severed from it.