Come Near
Thursday, August 6, 2009
I was standing on the shore. They came this near. They scissored, circled, returned. What keeps us alive? What keeps us afloat? We each have our answers.
I require the honest exchange of the honest right now. The conversation that means something. The person who says, What if?, or, What now? I have, and I make, little room for the nothing nothings. I want every single moment to count.
Imagine what that does to those who know me.
9 comments:
Yes, Beth, Me too!
I want to be like a baby with a piece of wrapping paper, with each new experience and encounter. I want to let every one of my senses get to "know it".
I want to have time with people and have conversation that aren't 140 words or less.
I want to listen, I want to hear...
I long for a time when life was seredipitous and not some carefully crafted and scheduled activity.
I miss conversations that don't sound like canned motivational speeches or refrigerator magnet slogans.
I miss real life and not unscripted drama.
Peace - Rene
I also want validation and connection from those around me. Some days I worry that I feel too disconnected. Authentic encounters matter most.
Since no one commented on your photo, I will. It is gorgeous, inspiring. On Cape Cod we saw seals poking their heads out of the water, searching the beach, then disappearing. How wonderful! They are beautiful creatures, to be enjoyed with the vastness of the ocean and the whiteness of the sands. Makes you relax and reflect and smile (as did your photo--smile, that is).
When I think about it, it's been awhile since someone asked me how I was doing and really cared about the answer. Most of the time the only reason they ask is simply for the appearance of really caring. How sad.
Exactly. I am all about this approach. It is the way I live now. It is surely not for everyone. I wonder if it has to do with a perspective on loss. As in we have lost and we know there is no time for nonsense. Always inspiring words from you, Beth. Love the pic and how the words and pic work together.
Lisa
Hi Beth,
I would imagine that "it" excites and exhaust those closest. My mom is a lot like that to - no lost moments because of her desire for all honest moments.
I admire the trait greatly and wonder at the bravery it takes to live that way.
Sierra
My children have definitely inspired me to (try to) live this way ... they find uniqueness and wonder in even the smallest of things, and it's such a great reminder!
Makes them braver?
You're awesome.
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