Oh yes, I remember now...
For some reason I looked back at some old writing today, and found something kind of wonderful that I had completely forgotten. Actually, that's not unusual, and is maybe the biggest reason that I continue to write here, of even the most mundane things, in the least eloquent ways... I find, when I revisit those old words, that they weave a tapestry of memory which is frequently far more beautiful, and more complex, than anything I am able to recall, in the dusty recesses of my mind (to steal a phrase). Words of my own, from years ago, are a time capsule of sorts, a message in a bottle to my future self, a love letter sent to someone I will never meet...
Among the surprises today was a comment from someone who I do not know, but whose fine praise lifted my flagging spirit, all these many years later:
Your writing is beautiful, stunning, and luminous. My god. I don't have [time] at the moment to read all your posts but rest assured I will.Serendipitously perhaps, this stranger had arrived here in search of a certain variety of corn that I had been excited to grow. Little do we know, sometimes, little do we know.
I'm still excited to grow. Sometimes I forget that the past isn't something we leave behind, it's something we carry forward.
I second the comment. I think I left a similar one a few years ago. If words of encouragement have meaning to you, keep it up, keep at it, you're good you're really good.
They do, and thank you!
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