On This Mystical Union Between Reader & Writer
In light of our coming demise, nothing at all matters in the long run.
Yet everything matters in the moment. The only thing we ever really have is now.
What I have most intimately now as I write is this pen in hand, this yellow pad upon my knees, this warm bed upon which I sit, this breath rising up and through me.
What you have now are these words that you’re reading, my voice speaking to you. We are connected through time and space in some mysterious way through this act of writing and reading.
You are not here with me as I write this, and yet here you are: a warm, prescient presence in my mind. I feel you even from this distance. My voice in your ear. Your receptive presence in my mind. How mysterious.
A writer who is read can never be alone. And a reader who hears the voice of another stirring their minds, no matter how distant, is never alone. We connect within this mind-space, if only for this fleeting moment.
It seems this life I love is nothing but a mystery, and the older I grow the more mysterious it becomes. How comforting this is: knowing that some vast unseen force connects us all in such intimate ways.
[If curious about the featured painting: I wrote an essay some time ago about how I came to name it.]
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A mother vanishes, a family unravels.
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Love your description of life growing more mysterious, Deborah! It's so true!! Delightful way to celebrate the writer-reader relationship!
THIS: “In light of our coming demise, nothing at all matters in the long run.” I cannot tell you how this revelation, fairly recent to me, has revolutionized my life! Thank you for naming it.