Mar 30 2009
Slice o’ My Quiet
Slice of Life Story Challenge: Day #30
I can’t really “slice” about what’s on my mind right now. Even though it has all those juicy elements — poignancy, melancholy, bittersweetness, and hope — it’s just too private to go into in this way. So, I’ll just say that on the drive home I noticed how the birches in March are so much whiter than they are any other time of the year. And that I love what I love, just like the poet Mary Oliver said I should. The door will always be open. That’s what I heard. That’s what I’ll remember…
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Loved the clouds…love Mary Oliver… hope it all works out.
Wild Geese, right? I love that Oliver poem, too. Your image of the birches is very strong, and I hope it all works out, whether that open door really is better than nothing or not.
Once, when I wrote about my daughter’s brush with anorexia as a teenager while she was still a teenager and I was fretting over the whole situation, I could get at the core of it, but couldn’t articulate.
My writing prof quietly suggested that this particular field needed to lay fallow for a while, before I tried to plow and plant it.
We’ve all got these moments hanging around in our lives. I wish you some fallow time–
Elizabeth
There have many things throughout this slice of life month that I wanted to write about, but had to hold back.
Sometimes they were things that I couldn’t publically say because they would have gotten me in to trouble at work. Sometimes they were things that would have deeply offended some of the readers, and sometimes they were things so personal I didn’t want them to be public. It’s ok to keep things to yourself when you feel it’s necessary. At some point, whatever is troubling you may pass and become something you can share more widely.
Best of luck,
Ray