Skip to main content

The Broken Road.

Image
By


Life’s trying to re-channel all the conscious feeling he’s had over the years. Smoky fire is crackling on the fireplace; the chimney is still leaking, but the cold was too much. Today he should be celebrating a special day, but the country is locked down, just like his life has been over the past few years. He fidgets when he remembers the happenings of the past four months. Things he never anticipated to happen to him, were hitting him, one after the other like a full-blown tornado. His dexterity in making others feel at home had failed him. He might have pushed too hard, and now he cringes as thoughts recanted themselves over and over in his mind. 

Home is where the heart is, but for him, this was not the case. A hollow void visibly hangs over his usual bubbly self. A face keeps popping up in his mind, he can’t shake it off. He is going through a distant but a familiar phase. “It’s all going to be okay,” he reassured himself with a sigh. His shoulders remained drooped, the burden though less than yesterdays’ still weighed down his soul. His eyes where swollen, nights have been long, the smoke from the wet firewood did not help either. Today’s song on replay is I wish I was Better by Kina. Chords striking deep unearthing memories of times gone.

A now cold cup of brewed tea sat on the mantle; he’d gotten carried away by thoughts. His phone keeps beeping, momentarily brightening his face, only to go back to is gloomy self. Not the one. He is getting used to it; disappointment. He knows it too well that to embrace his brokenness, whatever it looks like, whatever has caused it, carries within it the real possibility that one might come to embrace one's healing, and then one might come to the next step: to embrace someone else and their brokenness and their possibility for being healed.  He is slowly learning that the truth lies not in avoiding one’s brokenness because it could mean turning one’s back on the possibility that healing might be at work here, perhaps for him, perhaps for another. An undoing. Another day is coming to an end. Hearts’ a mess.

Memoirs #2

G.L


Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Intentionality.

By
For starters, happy new year. I have been mulling on doing a piece on intentionality for a while and, for sure, I have mentioned a bit of it to those that I have struck deeper notes of life with.  Well, in brief, intentionality is a philosophical concept that refers to the capacity of the mind to be directed toward an object, idea, or state of affairs. It is a fundamental aspect of consciousness, enabling individuals to have thoughts about something, engage in purposeful actions, and maintain focus on specific goals or outcomes. Originating from the work of philosopher Franz Brentano in the 19th century, intentionality distinguishes mental phenomena from physical phenomena by highlighting the inherent directedness or "aboutness" of mental states. In everyday life, intentionality manifests in our ability to plan, deliberate, and navigate complex social interactions, as it involves both conscious and unconscious mental processes that guide behaviours and decision-making. In tha...
1 comment
Read more

Learning the ropes.

By
A reset is something that hits you when you least expect it. Just like sickness, it knocks at your door at odd hours, bringing with it a period of great adjustments and shifts.  A bit of a background story, a couple of weeks ago, I was reading an anecdote by Norman Vincent Peale (the father of positive thinking) where the author posits that one should change their thoughts if they wish to change the world.  This got me thinking; all those instances where I have seen people on the streets or in restaurants in seemingly boisterous conversations and showing broad smiles unassumingly made me think that they might be living life happier than mine. I assumed that they were happier than me or even smarter than me. Instances are rife where we sit in our little apartments imagining what it would be like to be someone else.  That feeling that we often behold that everyone around you seems to be doing better than you, or the one where we feel that piles upon piles of decks are stack...
3 comments
Read more

A synopsis of a dearest Friend's Gift.

By
A very good friend of mine gifted me a wholesome book a couple of months ago, while I was departing Budapest. The book, has given me an interesting yet fulfilling perspective about life. Thank you my dear friend :) It goes without saying, questions did find a way to squeeze in between the love of literature. The book, "Before the Coffee Gets Cold: Tales from the Café" by Toshikazu Kawaguchi is a sequel to his first novel and continues to delve into the mystical and emotionally charged world of a unique café in Tokyo. This café offers its customers a singular opportunity: the chance to travel back in time. However, the journey is governed by a set of stringent rules: They can only visit people who have been to the café. They cannot change the present, no matter what they do in the past. They must sit in a particular seat. They must return before their coffee gets cold. The sequel introduces a fresh set of characters, each with their own deeply personal reasons for wanting ...
1 comment
Read more