Stumbling onto the past is rather epic. I am reminded of the parable of Lot’s Wife, though I have often thought that given the same circumstances, I too would have looked back. I suppose it is a matter of timing that determines whether or not you will be destroyed but what you find there. The realities of life that have been hiding, peaceably under the shadows for long enough that their starkness, while unsettling, is not destructive since the passage of time has revealed a better future than you could have imagined at the time.

BD found an old disk containing photos from another era. At the time Pea was deep in the throes of her seizures as is evidenced by the “nests” of blankets and pillows strewn over all the floors. She was locked very deeply inside her self, a tiny spark inside a lovely shell. I never thought about these times as difficult, saving those thoughts for the crisis times rather than the day to day life. I suppose my optimism, or faith in her, kept me aloft. It is only now, in the aftermath that I see how things really were, and I am certain that there comes a time when illuminating the shadows is exactly the right thing to do. As the saying goes: in order to have healing you must have remembering.

This image is one of the loveliest that I found. It is as if the light is focused only on the essentials, burning the promise into the very bones of the man with the shadows in his eyes.

Misty Mawn has a very different and beautiful take on shadows, click here.

there are people out there like you.

When I was very young I had very strong values. And I used to listen to this song and pray that I might find a soul mate that knew what the world needed, and together we would do something really big and amazing. I found that person. Happy anniversary BD…