gladly beyond any experience
so i'm on a c.s. lewis kick right now. and have stolen some of his metaphors to apply to my life as i see it right now.
i'm farther up and farther in, leaving the shadowlands behind. the reason i loved the old narnia is that it sometimes looked something like this. and those layers of bigness, like opposite onions, extend still farther up and farther in than where i am now, which is pretty damn exciting. i feel like i'm running. maybe even swimming up waterfalls. these are things that in my metaphor i've been too afraid to do in the past. yeah, life is awesome.
today i walked over the river (ok, the bridge) and the wind ruffled the water. while i could still see to the depths there was a shimmer of light on the surface. it was kind of like the wave that i imagine separated the utter east from aslan's country, except horizontal.
"It would break your heart."
"Was it so sad, then?"
"Sad! No."
"Plato, it's all in Plato. Goodness me, what DO they teach them at these schools?"
i'm farther up and farther in, leaving the shadowlands behind. the reason i loved the old narnia is that it sometimes looked something like this. and those layers of bigness, like opposite onions, extend still farther up and farther in than where i am now, which is pretty damn exciting. i feel like i'm running. maybe even swimming up waterfalls. these are things that in my metaphor i've been too afraid to do in the past. yeah, life is awesome.
today i walked over the river (ok, the bridge) and the wind ruffled the water. while i could still see to the depths there was a shimmer of light on the surface. it was kind of like the wave that i imagine separated the utter east from aslan's country, except horizontal.
"It would break your heart."
"Was it so sad, then?"
"Sad! No."
"Plato, it's all in Plato. Goodness me, what DO they teach them at these schools?"