Glimpse of Eternity
A Dream
Journey
A journey of a thousand steps is taken one step at a time. By the time you reach the ocean, you can be in really good shape and also, very tired. You can’t walk over the ocean. You have to either swim, or get a boat. I personally want to find a good boat, as I’m not a really great swimmer. I know some of you probably think that’s lazy, but it is what it is. I will probably never learn to swim much better than I do right now. Sorry. It goes without saying, but I’ll say it anyway, that you also have to know how to sail or row a boat.
Atlantic
It is ancient and stirring, and mysterious, and familiar all in the same moment. This moment.
As I sat on the rocks, looking out at the dark blue water I felt as if i could “feel” eternity within me.
I have no proof, but, my thought was that if I could slow down enough, I would “see” eternity’s
doorway.
There are children playing with kites. Couples walking hand in hand. Dogs running gleefully.
Seagulls flying. No future, no past. only this moment. It’s time for dinner now. Back into this
other story. A new baby, movie night. Thinking about how many pounds need to be lost
somewhere in order to wear a bathing suit.We are in our own stories. Working, laughing, crying,
Find Your Beginning Peace
This is a beginning……….again. You can look yourself in the eye and make a stand against all those obstacles. Or you can give up. Which is it going to be? Probably a mixture. Life is like that, always mixed up. One day you do really well and the next, not so much. But, if you ride it like a roller coaster it is fun. If you get your mind off yourself and your pain, and think of someone else, you will at least find a corner of peace. I love it when I have such a solid peace in my chest that it feels like an actual object.
His Workmanship
I know that sometimes the words of the Bible are heard as dry, sanctimonious judgements. If we can receive them as poetry, as an art form, they can make an organic, living contribution to our selves.
The Story of True – Tangled Forest
True had told Patience to hold his coat. To wait for him. He would return…but, it took him so long to find his way back. Patience was tempted to stop believing. He finally broke through the confusion for only a moment and spoke to her. She asked him “What is the coat?” it is (in the outer world) a piece of clothing. But on the inside…True said, “it is a hug, a hand to hold. Its a whispered voice saying I love you, all will be well. It is comfort, reassurance and warmth. It is more than friendship – it is a Bond”.
Patience thought “a safe place where we can be our ‘true’ selves.” The morning Patience heard from True, she finally heard his voice. He had never spoken before. She had thought that his voice would be brown, like leaves on a forest floor, but after hearing him she thought it more like gold flakes drifting in a soft wind to settle on her heart.
True’s loneliness was so profound, he unwittingly allowed her into his world…..he was looking for distraction and found Patience instead.
The Story of True – The Beginning
The message appeared almost out of nowhere. It was a random moment in their lives. It was monumental, but at the time it seemed unimportant. Patience and True had never met, and are yet to actually meet in person. But, now they are linked in a real way. Life is jumbled up. The good happens at the same time as the very difficult. We really have no control over most of these things. We are part of a larger plan. A tapestry being woven together by the master artist.
True had been in pain for a long time. Missing his children, his life. Patience was dying inside. She was losing little bits of her real self. She became aware of her spirit shattering and flying away. They were both lonely. Lonely, longing for more meaning. Longing for him…the artist. Their own individual paths had led them to this “random” moment. To a friend. At first True’s voice was barely audible. Patience heard it though and recognized his pain. Finding another who seemed in many ways like her, made her feel less lonely. Patience was losing her heart. True was losing his voice. He could not sing. This is the story of how they learned to put their hand on another’s shoulder as they swam through this life. This story describes their journey. Or rather a part of their journey, because, of course, this journey is forever. We learn to truly love, and to have patience as we learn.
An Uncensored Thought
Now. Tonight. I want to run away. I want to sell everything I own, and go as far as I can from this moment. From this time. I know that is melodramatic, but that is how I am feeling right now.
It isn’t even that the everyday realities are so painful. Nor that they are unbearable in any way, it is just that the sameness wears on me. That the evenness is suffocating. I want to go to South America and to Egypt. I want to live in France for a year. How many years do I have left to live on this planet anyway? No one knows. I just want to live as if I am alive. That is what I really want.
Social Graces hosting Dorsey McHugh event
After last month’s unexpected intense weather, Social Graces will again be hosting artist Dorsey McHugh for the Art Walk in Hillsboro Village on May 3rd. The Art Walk is from 6-8pm. 10% of the sales from this event will go to the American Heart Association. Located at 1704 21st Avenue South in Hillsboro Village. Hope to see you there!
