I understand.
It is not so easy, pas si simple, as to say that when I woke this morning there was a bank of fog so thick that I could not see the road ahead while walking the dogs…and then, the sun broke through to burn the brouillard away.
Perhaps you don’t want to hear that right now, you are far too angry; or maybe you are dying to…just a little reassurance, fingertips to pat the top of your hand as your Grandmother once did. And then there are those who might raise their chins victoriously, certain that is exactly what happened.
Save that I am not talking in metaphors.
Or only partially.
In my daily life, I am often cotton cocooned in confusion. It is overwhelming being back in France on so many levels, especially after such a challenging yet undeniably fruitful eight months in the States. There has been elation and disappointment alike. I don’t know exactly what I want or how long I will be here, which means that I have no idea what lies ahead.
But so many of us are feeling this way. Not everything is personal.
I talked the dogs up the steps and onto the green to peer into formless knowing, the humidity dewing my cheek, dotting my eyelids. Noses to the ground, they found their way.
In this new alone, I have to remember that I am not.
Because we just have to keep going. And by so doing, shining out light to burn away all that is obscuring our view. You know what light that is. I do too. The one that is not – not now, not ever – fueled by fear.
The sun did come out. And everything was clear. In that moment. Of course I am oversimplifying and nothing is so simple anymore. But that doesn’t mean that I am hiding my gaze or turning solitary contrary just yet. No. I will fight for joy or beauty when I can get it and I want out of this confusion. So,
My eyes are open and they speak for me.
Still here, still here, still here.
I will take the postcards and the reality too. Simple is a (even if temporary) balm and only a very few of us can actually see ahead. “The only way past is through,” on repeat. It is a start.
Why not?? I think they are so lovely! I love the jewel undertones!
Two arrivals on the same place from two different perspectives, seen by the same pair of eyes with two different visions.
I love the photos.
Thank you, Jan. "Ok and happy" is a pretty good goal, I think.
Oh, I am so happy that you are there!! I hope that the wedding is beyond beautiful and that the day is enjoyed by all…
Big hug to you, K! Wonderful news…
Silke, I love that you thought of the Tarasque!!! These were photographed not far from there at all. 😉
Yes to dreaming, even now.
love you sister.
You give me a lot of inspiration, Greet. I am happy to do the same for you for once. 🙂
Thank you, friend.
Sending Love to you, Leslie.
You know me with my memory, I am sure I have published photos of that same view several times! I was not happy with these photos…nothing like yours of late. xo