Wake up!
SATURDAY OCTOBER 23 2004 2:08 PM
"What if you slept? And what if, in your sleep, you dreamed?
And what if, in your dream, you went to heaven
and there plucked a strange and beautiful flower?
And what if, when you awoke, you had the flower in your hand?
Ah, what then?"
-Samuel Taylor Coleridge
I have posted this poem before. It is one of my favorites, but this time I post it in a different context.
It is not the city of LA itself that is pulling me.
I feel like I am asleep and dreaming, and in a way this lull before I move is a lot like that. I have visions of the future which are hard to not constantly indulge in, but I also need to walk the middle road and stay in the present.
But I still can't shake this feeling of serene anticipation, I feel like a kid on Christmas Eve and I still can't even tell you why. I've felt like this for months, even years, and it's growing stronger and stronger as each day draws to a close. Something monumental and amazing is on its way, but what is it? What if you were told that everything is happening according to Divine order and you actually truly believed it? That it wasn't just something you fell back on as a poor excuse for a bandaid when things weren't going "your way"?
What if someone could tell you that your grandmother, the one who smoked and died of lung cancer really is watching out for you and is your biggest fan? (And then you feel guilty for each cigarette you sneak because you know she's watching.)
What if someone told you that you were about to tap into more innate wisdom than you thought yourself capable of? That you are amazingly gifted and will actually harness these gifts to create a fulfilling life for yourself?
That you will not spend the rest of your life constantly fighting a losing battle with lonliness? That there currently are and will continue to be people who inspire you and who feel greatly touched by your presence in their lives?
What then?
I am sitting on the far side of the moon, patiently waiting for the course of revolution to bring me back into the sun. Though I do have to say, the stars are breathtaking when seen from such perfect darkness.
Something is waiting for me out west. When I soften my focus I can feel the tide.
"What if you slept? And what if, in your sleep, you dreamed?
And what if, in your dream, you went to heaven
and there plucked a strange and beautiful flower?
And what if, when you awoke, you had the flower in your hand?
Ah, what then?"
-Samuel Taylor Coleridge
I have posted this poem before. It is one of my favorites, but this time I post it in a different context.
It is not the city of LA itself that is pulling me.
I feel like I am asleep and dreaming, and in a way this lull before I move is a lot like that. I have visions of the future which are hard to not constantly indulge in, but I also need to walk the middle road and stay in the present.
But I still can't shake this feeling of serene anticipation, I feel like a kid on Christmas Eve and I still can't even tell you why. I've felt like this for months, even years, and it's growing stronger and stronger as each day draws to a close. Something monumental and amazing is on its way, but what is it? What if you were told that everything is happening according to Divine order and you actually truly believed it? That it wasn't just something you fell back on as a poor excuse for a bandaid when things weren't going "your way"?
What if someone could tell you that your grandmother, the one who smoked and died of lung cancer really is watching out for you and is your biggest fan? (And then you feel guilty for each cigarette you sneak because you know she's watching.)
What if someone told you that you were about to tap into more innate wisdom than you thought yourself capable of? That you are amazingly gifted and will actually harness these gifts to create a fulfilling life for yourself?
That you will not spend the rest of your life constantly fighting a losing battle with lonliness? That there currently are and will continue to be people who inspire you and who feel greatly touched by your presence in their lives?
What then?
I am sitting on the far side of the moon, patiently waiting for the course of revolution to bring me back into the sun. Though I do have to say, the stars are breathtaking when seen from such perfect darkness.
Something is waiting for me out west. When I soften my focus I can feel the tide.