“Friendship is born at that moment when one person says to another:
“What! You too? I thought I was the only one.”
[ C. S. Lewis ]
“And remember, also,”
added the Princess of Sweet Rhyme,
“that many places you would like to see are just off the map
and many things you want to know are just out of sight or a little beyond your reach.
But someday you’ll reach them all,
for what you learn today,
for no reason at all,
will help you discover all the wonderful secrets of tomorrow.”
“Every one of us is called upon, perhaps many times, to start a new life.
A frightening diagnosis, a marriage, a move, loss of a job… .
And onward full-tilt we go,
pitched and wrecked and absurdly resolute,
driven in spite of everything to make good on a new shore.
To be hopeful,
to embrace one possibility after another-that is surely the basic instinct… .
Crying out: High tide! Time to move out into the glorious debris.
Time to take this life for what it is.”
Say only what you mean.
Avoid using the word to speak against yourself or to gossip about others.
Use the power of your word in the direction of truth and love.”
[ Miguel Ruiz ]
Lately, I’ve been very quiet.
That is except for the daily remembrance – maybe even intrusive in some way (but then you can always skip over whatever you don’t want to read here – that makes it a bit better than sitting across the table from someone I imagine – you can decide what you want to hear and let the rest drift on by you) – a daily glimpse into whatever bit of myself I was willing to define myself by; whatever bit of myself I wanted to remember the day by a year later.
I’m not sure what I am to make of the consequences that come with my silence. Life here is so different from life outside (quicker maybe, slower at times – a haze, a mist, a dream). I understand that. I do. But sometimes I’m not good at – processing.
This is not an apology and it’s not a plea either. It’s – I guess you could best refer to it as a “whisper”. I longed to test my voice in this space again.
Wondering if there would be an echo.
Wondering if there would be silence.
Wondering what I would feel.
– I know this is not what I envisioned my first real post to be (I have other drafts – many).
Maybe this would have been better as a letter (would you have preferred it to be one?).
I think what I ment to say is
“I miss you. I miss me with you. I miss – everything. Thank you.”
[ “Breathe me” – Sia ]
“You can’t know what friends might actually become sisters
because they stayed by your side.”
at some point in their lives,
wakes up in the middle of the night with the feeling that they are all alone in the world,
and that nobody loves them now and that nobody will ever love them,
and that they will never have a decent night’s sleep again
and will spend their lives wandering blearily around a loveless landscape,
hoping desperately that their circumstances will improve,
in their heart of hearts,
that they will remain unloved forever.
The best thing to do in these circumstances is to wake somebody else up,
so that they can feel this way, too.”
“I can believe things that are true
and things that aren’t true
and I can believe things where nobody knows if they’re true or not.
I can believe in Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny
and the Beatles and Marilyn Monroe and Elvis and Mister Ed.
Listen – I believe that people are perfectable, that knowledge is infinite,
that the world is run by secret banking cartels
and is visited by aliens on a regular basis,
nice ones that look like wrinkled lemurs
and bad ones who mutilate cattle and want our water and our women.
I believe that the future sucks
and I believe that the future rocks
and I believe that one day
White Buffalo Woman is going to come back
and kick everyone’s ass.
I believe that all men are just overgrown boys
with deep problems communicating
and that the decline in good sex in America
is coincident with the decline in drive-in movie theaters from state to state.
I believe that all politicians are unprincipled crooks
and I still believe that they are better than the alternative.
I believe that California is going to sink into the sea
when the big one comes,
while Florida is going to dissolve into madness
and toxic waste.
I believe that antibacterial soap is destroying our resistance
to dirt and disease
so that one day
we’ll all be wiped out by the common cold
like martians in War of the Worlds.
I believe that the greatest poets of the last century
were Edith Sitwell and Don Marquis,
that jade is dried dragon sperm,
and that thousands of years ago
in a former life
I was a one-armed Siberian shaman.
I believe that mankind’s destiny lies in the stars.
I believe that candy really did taste better when I was a kid,
that it’s aerodynamically impossible for a bumble bee to fly,
that light is a wave and a particle,
that there’s a cat in a box somewhere who’s alive and dead at the same time
(although if they don’t ever open the box to feed it
it’ll eventually just be two different kinds of dead),
and that there are stars in the universe
billions of years older than the universe itself.
I believe in a personal god who cares about me
and oversees everything I do.
I believe in an impersonal god who set the universe in motion
and went off to hang with her girlfriends
and doesn’t even know that I’m alive.
I believe in an empty and godless universe of causal chaos,
and sheer blind luck.
I believe that anyone who says sex is overrated just hasn’t done it properly.
I believe that anyone who claims to know what’s going on will lie about the little things too.
I believe in absolute honesty and sensible social lies.
I believe in a woman’s right to choose,
a baby’s right to live,
that while all human life is sacred there’s nothing wrong with the death penalty
if you can trust the legal system implicitly,
and that no one but a moron would ever trust the legal system
with anything of relative importance;
much less matters of life and death.
I believe that life is a game,
that life is a cruel joke,
and that life is what happens when you’re alive
and that you might as well lie back and enjoy it.”