Listening for the words in a quiet corner of the night. The fiction, poetry, and photography of Jason Evans.
...and if they're lucky, they'll come to know themselves quite well and be good friends.
and how unfortunate are those who fail to see the necessity of meeting one's one self.
This resonates. As writers, often we impose that isolation by necessity. If it weren't for my husband, kids, dogs and extended friends and family, it's quite possible I could go whole weeks without stepping out of the house -- just me and the characters in my novel.What a profound post.Jas
Having been isolated for the better part of the past 10 years, I can attest to the truth in this. I have seen my self stripped naked and raw. I've met parts that I didn't know existed. I've met the good, the bad, and the ugly. It's been an amazing (though often painful) experience. And I think I've finally come to a place of truly loving my whole self (not just the good or idealized parts). There are still some dark, hidden parts that I have yet to meet, but I now look forward to meeting those parts. Because I know how to meet them. And though this way of being is still new, I can say it feels great so far!
Yeah, but the isolated don't meet anyone else.
Here's hoping they like who they meet!
How very true. Isn't this why Priests go into retreat, to find themselves?
Karen, sometime that can be a serious challenge.Szelsofa, I think it's easy, though. To never really know or understand yourself.Jas, and sometimes I think we, as writers, are trying to populate that isolation with worlds of our own making.Aine, you're one of the very brave to face these reflections and not run away.Oddyoddyo13, true. Nothing quite like isolation at the moment of its ending.VE, probably there's always an element of not liking.SarahA, in isolation, you can really listen. The noise is removed.
I have often contemplated the very thing! Interesting. I do think we get to know ourselves through our interactions with others, however.
Kaye, it's probably the isolation where we can reflect on our relationships gone awry that is the most valuable.
unfortunately, yes, it's easier to not listen to, to not care about our true selves.but there are so many of us out there who at least try to get to know ourselves. that's the hope :)
How haunting this pic is. How true the words. Having lived w/ someone w/ mental illness, this resonates deeply. Withdrawn into himself he was isolated and alone even in the company of others.
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