Sunday, February 3, 2008

The light that was, still is

Why is a clear perspective of ourselves and of life such a slippery thing? Sometimes we grasp it in sweaty hands- momentarily- and see life illuminated in bare truth in relation to our deepest sense of self- our desires, our paradigms- but, just before the epiphany can do any lasting good- it slips away from us; it cannot be held as a photograph, it is moving fast- at the speed of light, and all we see is the blur of the light- and all the blur of light does is reflect off the things around us- so we think they are the light- we believe this is the truth and the mystery again. My opened mind closes once more on creaking hinges and all my "ah- has!" seem to fade into "huhs?". Sometimes I think that mortality is the repression of reality, knowledge and truth suppressed...And still I know that good and truth exist because what else can be missing that we all so keenly feel in the vacant corners of our lives.Black holes mark where stars once shown.


Kathleen and Stephan Seable said...

Yes, my mind is becoming a large, black hole. That is why it is a good idea to write things down before they get sucked into the vortex.....never to be retrieved.

Mark and Kiss said...

I think that is why the word REMEMBER is so vital, think about the sacrament prayer. I am not sure why it is so easy to forget what really matters.

Maribel said...

So, I'm not the only one that thinks the "I've got it!" and then just as quick, "what did I come here for?" We are such forgetful creatures. No wonder we are told over and over again to "remember."