Life is a series of accumulation and excavation. I find that it looks like
and feels like an archeological dig!
Why do I feel the need to keep something just for the sake of keeping
it? Is it what makes memories tangible? Would I forget if I did not see
touch or feel the past? There is only so much room in a dwelling but my mind
can store so much more.
At this point, I'm standing at the bottom of what seems like the canyon.
I see striations of years in these things of my past. They are beautiful but keep
me from looking at my horizon.
I want to look over the rim and see what is ahead and go there!
Cathy Windham
7/1/13
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