2024-10-22 I Inquiry I Beauty in the Beginning Middle and the End I Flint Sparks
Reflections on a Burnt Match ~ Trudy Johnston What if your life was as brief as a match struck, fierce and bright, maybe helping others to shine, then gone. What if your life was as brief as the spume rising from a crashing wave, as it makes its final flourish. What if your life was as momentary as the shifting shadows on the painting behind the sofa. Would it matter? Would it matter? Did the match, the wave, the shadow matter? They did, in their thereness. The way the air or the light around them shifted. Whole worlds tilting because of this moment because of each moment. The world is made…
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