hello friends.
because i can't do anything without explaining myself, and because the look of the place has suddenly changed drastically and you may be wondering why . . .
i've felt myself enveloped by winter these last couple weeks, and today i followed the urge to reflect my experience in the colors here. the skies darken at an early hour and i'm left fumbling with my keys at the car door, hoping i hit the lock and don't scratch the handle. the chill creeps in under the hems of my pants and down my sleeves, so i pull my coat tighter and draw into myself for warmth. the garish blare of HOLIDAY from every TV screen, street corner, and newsprint flyer makes me shudder. so i burrow into the sacredness of the season with everything i have. i give what i can to those who have warmed my soul and provided me with a place to stay, who have been safe harbors for my heart.
in some ways, i welcome winter with its earlier onset of night, since nighttime has always been an inspiring, reflective, deeply meaningful time for me, full of emotion & epiphany. because i am not young anymore and cannot stumble out of bed to class in comfortable clothes and a weary haze, because i must WORK and be presentable and wash my hair and be personable, for years i haven't been able to partake of the night as i wish. but now, with evening descending at 4:45 p.m., i have all the more hours to seek and find what we spend our lifetimes yearning after.
so in a world full of light & airy design blogs (which i enjoy, nay am practically obsessed with), i strike out today to glean from the winter weeks all that i can by settling a blanket over this place like i used to when i made forts under the kitchen table with my brother. darker, yes . . . heated by our whispered breath, yes . . . swirling with the outrageous courage of dreams that children have . . . YES.
letting my eyes adjust to the winter dark,
she.
Friday, December 5, 2008
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I think this is a strong choice. To say "the night descends early and I will celebrate the dark for this season" is something that doesn't even occur to most.
I've been enamored with the night lately. Always wanting to go out walking, slinking through the city streets, bundled [like a typical Cali girl who moved north] against the cold. It was hard to come back in last night at 11:00 with BC after we gone to a late night art opening. I wanted to be out, feeling alive and awake in that crisp air.
a lovely, appropriate, and soulful change.
the eyes are powerful.
they can adjust to so much more than we give them credit for...
its a message to the body.
to the soul.
i will adjust.
umber: "slinking through the city streets" --- meow. thank you for your support & celebration of the nighttime.
mme: more of your kind words to self and to me. we are more than we give ourselves credit for. as a dear friend once said, "kindness is the best band aid." check HMO's quote board if you don't remember who that was.
have we not yet delighted in the fact that despite all our differences, all FOUR of us are creatures of the night??? this is monumental.
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