Sit with me a while.
I’ve caught your attention, fleetingly, in between the everything-else of your world. What were you just doing? What’s next? What’s been hooked in the nets of your memory today? Which moments stand out?
I want you to remember them, one at a time. Hold them gently in the cupped palms of recollection, then give them wings and let them go. Not because they don’t matter, but because I want you here. With me. Just for a short time.
I’ll let you go back to reality in a few minutes, but I’d love you to just settle and let me fill your thoughts with mine. I want you to notice the shapes of my words as they flow through your eyes and spark meaning in your neural pathways. I want you to remember that on this side of the screen, I thought of you as I wrote.
The process occurred in reverse, for me ;your face held in my mind, and a slight smile on my lips as I imagine the light in your eyes. I pictured the tilt of your head as you read, and hoped that somehow my thoughts of light and love and beauty would flow alongside the impulse driving me to pin my thoughts to this space in the World Between the Wires. Tap. Tap. Tap. Taptaptaptaptap. Each letter a mark on space and time, collectively encompassing a whole thought – I care, and I want you to know it.
Do you know me?
If you do, you know that behind the glitter and *twinklysparkliness* I like to throw around, and beyond the laughter and anointing-with-gold, I sometimes find my feet swept out from under me. Mists roll in and surround me in roiling grey, sunshine a precious memory in those hours that feel like weeks. In those moments, when all is sliding, I’ve found the only way to keep from being lost is to cling. To those my heart is hardwired to. To those with whom I’m entering the tentative dance of early friendship. To you?
Where better to find sure footing against an invisible adversary than in an imaginary place? The World Between the Wires has once more provided sanctuary – time and time again I’ve retreated into the forests of its sphere, and found solace by its still pools; peace in the arms of those whose minds are apt to care. Yours?
Maybe so, and I’m grateful.
I’m thankful for your time. For your time RightNow, and for the space in your mind which has permitted me entry, allowed me to curl up with your psyche, and sink in. It’s comfy here and I rather like it. You’ve given me brain-space, but I promise to be a good house-guest. I’ll leave you with wafts of your favourite scent, and recommend that for the view, you think of a time when you stood in nature and were breath-taken by its splendour. Where were you?
I’m thankful, and in return, I give you my time. My thoughts. A peek inside the mist (still star-spun, though dimmed for now) and the knowledge that in spite of the swamping of tides, the cloying mud of depression which hampers my movements and exhausts me, I’m determined. A small, bright core is shining like candlelight within a dark effigy, “I have a Plan”, and though it flickers – wavering as my hopes are tossed through storms, subject alternately to lightning and blue, shining skies – I will persevere.
I will endure this time of TimeZoned and beyond loops. I will persist in small actions taken every day to wind threads into an eventual safety net, as I plan my leap into the unknowable. I will fight tiredness and apathy and frustration with words which pour in from all corners, like balm to my frazzled soul, from those whose presence keeps me anchored in light, even in my darkness. I will hold tight to you; my lifeboats and silver linings.
As to that future – who knows? Strings of possibilities fly out from the present like beribboned kites, dancing gaily against the cimmerian unknown. Every step I take will shape the next, and in the same way as I am who I am in large part thanks to the sum of my experiences to date (and I wouldn’t change them, for that reason alone), the future-me will be molded by my now. And to an extent, by your part in it.
Those ‘now’s will be strung together like beads on a string – jewels and buttons and bobkins – until their coalescence equates to my ‘forever’. I will look back at what’s been made, and hope to see your face and influence woven with shining threads alongside the times which made me who I turned out to be.
But now, I am this moment, yours.
For I am part of your story, in the same way that you are part of mine.
I thank you for this, your care in reading – in pausing your day to wander through my thoughts – and for being here.
You won’t know it but writing this, I reached out and touched the screen, as though able to reach through it and make contact. It was cool. Blank. Lacked your warmth and softness. But I did it anyway. Likewise your screen lacks mine (if you try), but it seems to me that regardless, the connections are there, tangibly, perhaps just felt in different ways.
And as our fingertips swirl, binding sense-memory to the thoughts herein, we know, we know, the connection is real.
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Such a worthy read. Just lovely. Off to share.
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Oh! Thank you so much, you sweet thing ๐
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So so so lovely.
And when I touched the screen — I had to touch the bloglovin lady’s nipple because I’m immature like that ๐
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I THOUGHT she looked perkier today! Well goshdangit, lovely lady – you just made me giggle SO hard ๐ I do adore you ๐
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My dearest Lizzi,
I was not aware that we were writing a story together. Should I have been documenting all along? Should I have been recounting our moments? Should I be bidding out the movie rights?
I’m just kidding, of course. Our friendship and our moments are seared into my memory as if by a branding iron. They are ink on the skin of my heart…a tattoo. Of all the dozens, if not hundreds, of folks I’ve met online over the past 5 years, you are one of two that have woven your way into the chambers of my heart.
I can’t wait for you to come back so we can spend some more time together.
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Now THAT is an awesome response. And I’m so very glad we got to spend time in Real, and I love that it was just…normal, and fun hanging out. As though we were here, but in person. (apart from our bonkers driver (yes, Chris, you ๐ *mwah*) but we had SUCH FUN! ๐
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Worst. Taxi Driver. Ever.
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*giggling* but an AMAZING human ๐
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THAT she is.
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Thank you Lizzi!
For allowing me a moment, to appreciate the connections we make in this space between spaces!
And for allowing me a moment inside your mind. What a beautiful place that is!
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I’m so glad you enjoyed it, Gretchen, and that it gave you time to stop and think about those connections and their importance. Because they do matter.
And I’m glad you think my mind is beautiful ๐
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*touches screen*
it’s not the same
but very Real
weaving safety nets from string takes a while
but one day, you’ll look up and see that it’s almost complete
xo
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*touches screen right back*
No. I know. And I know. And I know. It’s that ‘one day’ business. But…eventually all the ‘Now’s will get me there, and I’ll look around and discover I’m exactly and perfectly in that place I had hoped so long to be.
I just hope that at that moment, I have the wits about me to notice, to stand still, and marvel that it came true, and I did it, and it’s done.
โค
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Reblogged!
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Reblogged this on anewperspectiveperhaps and commented:
This is a beautiful post! I am so grateful I took the time to read it today.
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Thank you so much ๐
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This is so beautiful. It touched me on such a deep level. I am so glad I read this todayโค๏ธ
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Thank you, and me too! I’m glad it was something so affecting for you ๐
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So beautiful. I felt the connection. ๐
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I’m glad you did. I’m so glad it worked.
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Thank you for letting me be part of your story.
I typed and deleted a whole bunch of stuff I need to say to you, one on one. xoxoxo
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I’m glad you’re a part of my story. And LD, too. Look forward to chatting then, about what you have to say ๐ xoxoxox
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Real. xo
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So very Real. And I’m glad. โค
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Ah – Lizzy’s blog. โค you have such a beautiful way with words.
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๐ ?
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Where is the rest of that comment? Lol!
You have such a beautiful way with words – is the missing part
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*grins* I did wonder what was going on. I figured you might be basking in the wonderfulness of it all (*tries not to snork*) but thank you ๐
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Well yes – kinda like snuggling up with your best friend. ๐
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Now THAT feeling is perfect. *sigh* I miss that. I so very miss that. I WILL have it again.
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I hugged you in real. โค
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You DID! And you yoga’d me in Real ๐ And I’m glad of both and all of those things of that day. But we must meet again, too.
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Most definitely!
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YAY! ๐
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Reblogged this on Sean Bidd and commented:
What of a moment?
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Thanks for sharing this further ๐
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I am rendered speechless. Literally, I just typed and deleted ten different things bc I can’t find the right words. โค๏ธ
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*grins* You’re on my list of people to make Real. And you’re there ^^^, up amongst the sparks of light and silver linings, and people who have helped SO much lately, to keep me going. Thank you โค
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It goes 2 ways darling, the pleasure is mine โบ๏ธ and ditto
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*HUGS*
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*places palm on screen* Yes, the connection is real. โค
Lovely post, and timely too. I needed to be with you for a bit. Miss you madly. xx
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*holds palm against screen* It is. โค
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Thank you for sharing your story,we all need someone to talk to and be heard and also friends.the only thing i thought i was good at was being a Mom but that was taken from me.God saw good in me and knows my heart better than any man will ever know..God Bless in Jesus name
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I’m so sorry that was taken from you ๐ฆ
I had two losses, and now am at a stage where I have a set of borrowed, part-time children, and no desire (for a variety of reasons too wide to cover here) to have my own. But I know that feeling – of thinking it’s something you could excel at, and have the chance ripped from you.
Friends are wonderful, life-saving connections. I’m glad you have such faith, too. That must help a lot.
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