A pall has settled in over the two of us in Chez Hemmingplay, and on our sons and others, a pall that may turn out to be nothing at all. I’ll have more to say if it seems things have gone sideways. But by accident, a writer friend mentioned some words Joan Didion wrote in “Blue Nights.” We can share these for now.
In ‘Blue Nights’
“Do not whine…Do not complain. Work harder. Spend more time alone.”
“In theory momentos serve to bring back the moment. In fact they serve only to make clear how inadequately I appreciated the moment when it was here.”
“During the blue nights you think the end of day will never come. As the blue nights draw to a close (and they will, and they do) you experience an actual chill, an apprehension of illness, at the moment you first notice: the blue light is going, the days are already shortening, the summer is gone…Blue nights are the opposite of the dying of the brightness, but they are also its warning.”
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It seems sometimes that when we sense those times are approaching, a feeling of dread may ensue despite the fact that real growth, energy, awareness and epiphany are most likely to also ensure.
We are often confronted by the demons that haunt us because it is we who breathe life into them as a result of, for lack of a better term our karma confronts us with the opportunity to resolve the enigma we create.
We can face it, acknowledging the opportunity, change it, or leave it; recognizing and accepting our current situation or live in denial and negativity.
Those nights determine our character.
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