January 2010
64 posts
This is the loneliest house I’ve ever lived in. I’ve never felt so far from home.
“One thing you still lack, give up what you hold dearest.”
Luke 18
“For like a shaft, clear and cold, the thought pierced him that in the end the shadow was only a small and passing thing: there was light and high beauty for ever beyond its reach.”
I had another dream last night.
The sun was setting and the world was in an odd orange glow. I was on a screen porch, and a boy I didn’t know, but loved, ran in. He was afraid, and I told him I’d help him escape. So I cut the screen so he could jump out. Somehow, I believed that I was safe, because I trusted that he wouldn’t leave me if I wasn’t.
But then a man came in after he had left and cut...
So we made a deal. I’ll fight the sadness when the sun rises, and he’ll fight it when it sets.
I had three dreams last night,
in the first I was bleeding and I couldn’t make it stop, and I knew that if I didn’t I’d die.
the second I was driving around my friends, they knew where we were going but I didn’t, but they couldn’t tell me because they were all drunk.
and in the third was stuck between two rivers, in a burnt yellow world, and knew that if could swim...
John 16:22 - “So with you: Now is your time of grief, but I will see you again and you will rejoice, and no one will take away your joy.”
They came to take us home.
I never did like the open sea, only the idea of it, stretching on and on, curving with the earth, too far from land for birds to follow. Our solitary forms the only thing reaching for the sky.
The world beneath was one I couldn’t breathe in, it left me always longing for the breeze. But then it was only this body that needed air. Goodbyes, like birthdays, should be done...