The Sheltering Sky
Is it such a bad thing that life seems limitless? Can we have consciousness, awareness and still feel the boundless hope of fulfillment? If we aren't drunk with denial we can savor every drop and still feel satisfied with what is left in the cup....a life full of love is never empty, never limited but those precious moments need to be cherished, their fruit are our memories. I met a man this summer, here in our small town, who told me how he lived his memories now. Because of his illness his world had gotten very small, very slow, his memories were the food he survived on, his story, his connection to the etherealness of life...not a shadow but a whispered story told by his heart to his soul.