some people would describe me as "wishy washy".
or maybe as someone who wants to have it 'both ways'.
neither of these things are true.
if i am one thing, it is a bit obsessed with what i call, the space in between.
around new year's i think a lot about the time when the past meets the present.
on the Style Network the slogan is: Where Before meets After
i have experienced serious 'limbo' in my own life. and i even wrote an essay once called "In The Meantime. . . "
so needless to say i spend a lot of time (in my own head) sorting out my life. and here is the lastest thing i've been contemplating.
truths.
if there is one thing i know about life it is that it changes. and this should not be news to anyone. what i hadn't ever thought about was how the truths in life change also. and it wasn't until recently that i discovered this.
i have been trying from several months now, not to run from my past or keep it a secret, but to accept certain things as simple facts and the truths of my life. in doing so i have changed.
and true to life, just when you think you've got a hold on it, it gets a hold of you.
and when something in your life changes significantly (or even seeminly insignificantly) it changes you (if ever so slightly) and it changes your truth.
but the kicker is that there is then a time of reconciliation where you have to accept the new change in your life and also the new truth.
and there is a moment, where the old truth and the new truth meet. or a time when you try to believe both. and it is so strange.
but it's been interesting to think about.
