Monday, June 18, 2007
I can see you
Your brown skin shining in the sun
You got your hair combed back
And your sunglasses on.
--Don Henley, The Boys of Summer
When you reach through the hallways of your memories, do you feel them? Your fingertips might touch warmth in the darkness, or gravelly confusion, or a prick of pain. But there are some moments which break the rules. Some moments bleed far beyond the handful of seconds containing them. Those are the quantum moments, opening you, defining you. They exist in the past, present, and future at once. Somehow, they touch you, and once the sensation is felt, it endures and helps to shape every person you will ever be.
Here are some of mine:
*Wrapped in darkness along a wooded cemetery road. I was reading Tarot Cards by candlelight for two friends, one who had never been to a cemetery at night. I said to him, "can you feel that?" It was all around us. Some kind of electricity. So alive. I looked for it in his face, but all I saw were nerves and questions. "No," he finally said.
*Spring Arts weekend at college my freshman year. My wife and I were dating a few weeks. The campus was kicked back, dreamy, and free. The two of us drank a bit and crept out into the well-to-do streets of Lancaster in the wee hours. I remember keeping to the shadows and sitting by a pool house on a large estate. We left no trace we were ever there, but it left a mark on me.
Care to share any of your quantum moments?