..Screen Doors..

Home. What cannot be taken with us, what can be left behind? That which cannot physically be embedded into our process of life-That which does not fruitfully impact our ability to largely move forward with what we have taken with us from before...

The little things stay. The important things stay. The beautiful things stay...the truth stays. Growth...it does not stay in a way that we sometimes wish it would, for growth is an everlastingly evolving process that sometimes strikes us to our innermost core. Though, sometimes...sometimes, we look back after the blooming has occurred and realize how beautiful it all was. How simply, truthfully, almost overwhelming beautiful it was.

Growth, in any way, should not be premature. It is all a process for a reason. Things we can and cannot keep-Why and how do we become so attached to 'place'? What does it matter the floor plan, the shadows creeping around corners, or the way the grass lines the drive? "The sound of a blue jays cry will be heard just the same from the lawn of another-the wind will simply rustle the leaves in different trees..." It is the people. It is absolutely the people. Though nostalgia sets in when thoughts of 'places'-sounds-smells-'deja vu'-in my life glide round and round like a photograph negative of a carousel through my mind, it is quite clear that non of these moments would have occurred without...the people.

I feel that I am often caught standing, starring-waiting-at life through an old whitewashed screen porch door-starring out into an open windy field-as bright as bright can get before you realize how beautiful and fresh it feels. On one side, so...safe-yet through the crisscrossing of the wire...there is the same beauty, wonderment, simplicity...but, new room to grow. It's as if I want the soft spring breeze to breathe them both in, mix them together and siefen the parts that are blurry, out under the rug... It's almost as if I have found myself wanting to skip the beautiful cycles that occur through life so that I can have this...this...product. The simplicity of a product. "Creativity is often misunderstood because more weight is given to the product than the process"... If both sides have no negatives...why is it so hard to push forward? Why is it so easy to want to jump start to the finish? In no way should anything ever be so abrupt...The little things stay. The important things stay. The beautiful things stay.

...I feel that even though that bright open field looks so blissful-it's alright to just...stand, for a while-stand with the crackly white screen door before you, the breeze stagnantly brushing the hair out of your face through the cracks and that carousel playing motion pictures round and round in your mind...all the while...just, standing. I feel it's ok to take this in. 'We cannot move forward until we know where we are".

Home. What cannot be taken with us, what can be left behind? The things we can and cannot keep.





Listen to: Cycles By: Screen Door Music