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Subject: Revisiting the Closet

Author: Shalah (12th December, 2007 chosen by Janel)

[ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 13:52:45 12/13/07 Thu Revisiting the Closet We're approaching a full rotation around the sun. Almost all 12 of those hash marks that we call a year. The closet door was opened a crack somehow and the faintest light was shining through into the far corners of my consciousness. I dared a peak outside of the darkness into the light shining on the path ahead. Longing to dream the impossible, I peaked. Slowly the door creaked open fully. One day at a time, one hour at a time light flooded the space where I had long hidden illuminating the boxes labeled 'fear', 'insecurity', 'disbelief', 'self doubt'..... I had no idea how many boxes were stashed there! Some of them I had carefully packed myself wrapping each feeling in emotional bubble wrap. Others had been deposited there without thought by an equal mix of both well intentioned and malicious. Still others were piled high and unmarked, taped well enough to indicate 'keep out!' We're approaching a full rotation around the sun. Almost all 12 of those hash marks that we call a year. The closet has been cleaned and cleared, contents no longer needed were discarded like yesterdays news lining the garbage bin. Boxes of precious memories were dusted, displayed on shelves built more securely. Warm lights have been installed for better viewing. It's become what it was always meant to be: a storage place where memories are sheltered, and those dreams that seemed impossible are revisited and examined from time to time. And even if they still seem impossible, they're lovingly put away for safekeeping. But back there in the furthest corner of the room a few small boxes still linger in the shadow and once in a while one is bumped into. I'm studying the architecture of the room now. Planning to put in a window in that corner soon. Natural light works best at dispelling the darkness. We're approaching a full rotation around the sun. Almost all 12 of those hash marks that we call a year. I revisited the closet yesterday. Ran into a few of those boxes marked 'insecurity' and 'self doubt'. Opened them up to see why I was keeping them then I turned the lamp up a notch. We're approaching a full rotation around the sun. Almost all 12 of those hash marks that we call a year... and it's been one of the very best years of my life. . [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]