Liz Gilbert: Maybe my life hasn’t been so chaotic. It’s just the world that is and the only real trap is getting attached to any of it. Ruin is a gift. Ruin is the road to transformation.
today i woke up and there was rain everywhere. i remember that day you said you would be there. i remember how you never showed. a decade and a half of my existence went out the window as i said goodbye. these days are new. these days are good. the rain washed the final remnants away of a past i put to bed years ago. i have loved you, and i have let you go. i have lost myself, and rediscovered all that is me in the years that followed. i am better for wear. i am no longer sixteen, or twenty-five, or thirty. today i look in the mirror and there are a few strands of gray. my heart understands. my eyes see. i love – without regret.
when i thought of the book of you yesterday, i held that chapter to my heart, and would never trade it for the world.
i am so grateful for what you brought to my life. because of you, because of this life, i am more of who i am today than i could have ever been without.
ready (i am).
Liz Gilbert: I did love you, Stephen.
Stephen: I know. But I still love you.
Liz Gilbert: So, love me.
Stephen: But I miss you.
Liz Gilbert: So, miss me. Send me love and light every time you think of me… Then drop it.
(eat, pray, love)
Like Keith Jarrett’s “Koln” and “Vienna” concerts, this took a bit to get going for me…but when it did it knocked me back down into my chair. The second to last paragraph (“…i am more of who i am…”) held the mirror up in front of me, brought back some things from my own life. It made me smile. Smiling, with knowledge.
Hola Gumbo! Long time no chat! Thank you for those thoughtful words. I watched the movie with new eyes and saw how it was truer to the book than I’d originally perceived, and felt a strong echo of its initial impact (the book). It was through this that I saw myself, again, but stronger than in the first read, seeing how grateful I am for the lessons learned during my first marriage.
this read like a journal for me….i like your use of the rain to wash the past and make the days new….loving without regret, being grateful of what we are today….lovely share ~
http://a-sweetlust.blogspot.ca/2012/07/yesterdays-dreams.html
I love that you are able to find the positive aspects of a past relationship and use them to help yourself grow. A beautiful write, EcoGirl. Thank you for sharing.
nicely done….thanks for sharing your words
this is sadly beautiful/beautifully sad and just plain beautifully raw…well done!
Bittersweetness, vibrant and alive with lovely words.
Sometimes it’s nice to think of the biggest regret you never made! This chick’s strong and will grow stronger with each greying strand!
As I read this Edith Piaf rolled onto my iPod with Sans regrets (no regrets) how appropriate, it was like bathing in your words – I was surrounded with a perfect mood. Thanks!