“What is built up, what is torn down, what remains,” I say to describe what interests me the most in my work. Patina. In the immediate, on the surface and in ourselves. Save that there is no work. I am not writing and these are the few photos taken with my new camera which was bought with such hope in my wings. I am too tired from my day job to create. I cannot find the words, as much as I would like to, and that makes me very nervous. Pacing-like. Save that life is not always simple, there is light always too amidst the shadows that ache, and so I can throw like a flare against the sky, four words:
I have met someone.
Yes. I know you are happy for me. I can feel some of you clapping your hands, or raising them to your lips in little prayer, an automatic gesture. And even in the knowing of that, I am blessed.
Because here is the thing. Even when love comes calling…in all its beauty beyond divine…I now know that my own well-being is up to me. I cannot only be alive within another’s arms, even if I feel the comfort with a recognition that makes me cry. He is. And he is beautiful. But it is for me to find my way forward. With him, without him. Or together. On we go, with what we build up, what we tear down, what remains. It is so complex and yet so simple. Rising and falling like a breath.
Oh Daniel, it made me so happy to hear from you! I thought that you had stopped reading (well, what little there is to read) long ago. As always, your elegance of spirit shines through. Merci, monsieur.
Thank you Mary Sue.
We shall see Bill. But I wish you the same always.
I may still come knocking at your door yet, Bonnie…
Baby steps Angela. xo
Rissi Cherie, yes! Yes. Merci.
Merci Diana, I need it!
Laura…it touches me so much to know that you had been thinking about me. Thank you, thank you…
Judith I love this comment as I love and respect you, friend. Namaste.
You are wonderful in this. I cleared out my spam tonight and mistakingly erased a comment from someone who said anonymously something along the lines of…this seems like good news and then it doesn't, again…my life is not linear and there is no clear fairy tale ending but I take the good with the "bad" as we all must. I am not sure what is ahead. If anything. To see…