Out of the Void

Someday I want to look back and see the progress that I’ve made and smile. I want to see how far I’ve come. I want to see all the bridges behind me, all the ones I thought I’d never cross, all the ones far in the distance, even the ones that were burning leaving nothing but fresh grass on the banks. I want to look out from up top the hill and look into the valley of my life, raise my arms in victory “I made it!”. Someday, I’m going to be standing there, happy as hell. It’s going to feel like winning the best race of my life. It’s going to feel great!

I can see the path up the mountain. It is a steep trek. Some places look likes going up a sheer cliff. The distance feels so far away from where I want to get to. I need to get to. The mountain is forming. For a long time, there was no mountain. I was left in a void, aimless, wandering. Now, I’m standing on the valley floor. The heather is soft and sweet water flows down the mountain. Everything here is a beauty, picturesque. The distant mist fades midmorning undressing the mountain. The sunbeams around the peek and I stand watching. There! That is the place I must go. I can see the shape. I can feel the form. The damp air clings to my skin. My lungs draw in deeply of the green here and strength me.

The soft soil under my feet reminds me I need to take measured steps. I must take my walking stick with me. I must have the balance to go on. I must be prepared for it is unknown if I will come back this way again. Today, I will take stock of my resources. Today, I will plan to scale the mountain. I remember the feeling of victory and I will have it. Someday I will look down into the valley and see how far I have truly come. Today, I look for the first time towards the place I want to be.

Love Lessons for all of Us

My first visit with my new doctor had us reveal that we write. Thus he told me this story about emotions. It was cute and I hadn’t heard of before. I became worried that I was throwing off depression signals or something was showing off during the visit. Something was really off during the visit. I wasn’t in the front but backseat driver position and the kid had the steering wheel. Turns out after talking to another doctor in the same office, my doc happens to be a family practitioner and tends to see more kids rather than adults. This explains things and I really need to stay in the front during visits. Anywho, a few days after the first visit I wrote this from what I could remember of the story. It’s not the same nor uses the same words but the essence is the same, the same tale, this time as I am retelling it. I hope it may be a worthy addition to the line of versions to this tale.

Love Lessons

Once upon a time, all human emotions lived on an island paradise. One day the island started to sink and Wisdom called everyone and announced that they would have to leave. Wisdom and Provision were going to the next island over and that they all could come along or do what they would like. Shortly after Wisdom and Provision took off to their new home.

As it came to be most of the Emotions found their way yet Love was left on the island. She watched as Greed sailed on by in their golden yacht. She called out to Greed, “Please let me on board so we may go to the new island.” Greed looked her over and saw she owned nothing. “You have no way to pay for your journey. You’ll have to find another way.” She watched as the golden yacht sailed on.

Vanity sailed past her slowly. Love called out “Please let me on board so we may go to the new island.” Vanity was very proud of their ship, the clean and gleaming lines and looked out over Love and saw how dirty and unkempt she’d become from all the frantic packing. Vanity shook their head “My ship is clean and pretty and you are not and you would mar the beauty of my ship which I’ll have not. You’ll have to find another way.”

The island continued to sink into the sea and Love despaired. She could not make it to the new island alone. As the sun set she saw a rickety raft come close to the shore. She called out once more “Please let me on board so we may go to the new island.” To her surprise, that rickety raft changed course and beached so she could board. The owner was an old man, grey beard with sharp eyes and rags instead of riches. He welcomed her on board without admonishment of her appearance or demanding payment for the journey. In quiet companionship, they sailed together to the new island.

The morning brought her to the shore of her home. Her companion turned and sailed off without saying a word before she could even say thank you. Later when she found Wisdom, she told her tale and asked who it could be that brought her here. With a chuckle, Wisdom answered “You don’t recognize him? No? That was Time.” Smiling he explained “With Time all things come to past, all things pass away. When you wait long enough Time will be there to pick you up and take you to where you are going.”

Even though Wisdom and Provision led the way, a place is not a home ’till Love arrives. And sometimes, it just takes Time to get there.