A moment ago, I was looking through my memory for a poem, or a coupling of words, that
would describe my situation. A few moments before that, I was thinking of the sequence of the day, of the unexpectedness of the need to write these words, of how the old words were not enough, anymore.
Last night, I got into talking about my desire to be aware of the words I say in public, even if I am saying them to a friend, and I intend them to be private. I think always, someone can hear them - angels, humans, someone is listening, someone has good hearing. I want to say what my heart thinks.
Yesterday, I heard this program about retrospectives, and I started thinking of myself that way, of my colleagues that way, of my family, of my friends, of my husband, of our journeys, and the art we create and leave a record with, of our thoughts, of our inhabitation of the world, of our place in it, and of what we wish was our place in it.
A year ago, I fell so hard into longing for a place that I stopped looking around at where I was for a minute or so.
Welcome to this website, to this collection of effort and music.
Always, Melinda
would describe my situation. A few moments before that, I was thinking of the sequence of the day, of the unexpectedness of the need to write these words, of how the old words were not enough, anymore.
Last night, I got into talking about my desire to be aware of the words I say in public, even if I am saying them to a friend, and I intend them to be private. I think always, someone can hear them - angels, humans, someone is listening, someone has good hearing. I want to say what my heart thinks.
Yesterday, I heard this program about retrospectives, and I started thinking of myself that way, of my colleagues that way, of my family, of my friends, of my husband, of our journeys, and the art we create and leave a record with, of our thoughts, of our inhabitation of the world, of our place in it, and of what we wish was our place in it.
A year ago, I fell so hard into longing for a place that I stopped looking around at where I was for a minute or so.
Welcome to this website, to this collection of effort and music.
Always, Melinda