The long view is a short cut to deep-held memories.
I love the long view in a long drive from city to city, from boundary to boundary. The flowing changing scenes, the gentle breeze, the music of your choice, makes life bearable and the dreaminess of life revisits. Almost deja vu.
The city of Victoria in BC Canada is one of those places where long drives truly rocks. I see the city landscape like a miniaturized version of the art of Johnathan Harris (http://www.jhfineart.com/) meandering in different shapes and colors, certainly not flat with straight lines, although this too can be charming if you are not a tall person, and abhors the word, ‘climb’ or ‘clamber’.
The slight curves uphill where you cannot see what will come towards you are moments of anticipation and the slight curves downhill are slow releases of adrenalin.
And this long drive today makes my mind wanders anew. Have you ever notice in such drives when your internal settings seem to start ironing things out? Childhood memories return with the the right combination of scenery-music-cruise and fractured memories are re-connected. Maybe it’s because a long drive allows you to have a private moment with your inner thoughts. It’s no wonder that so many folks enjoy a leisure cross-country drive.
Things that were lost in the space of your universal mind come back together like the pieces of a jigsaw falling into place and asks you, “does this way of telling the story of your life comes closer to the truth?” It’s healing, these private sessions of a long drive as your personality re-integrates. Sometimes, the missing link or piece pops up from your subconscious and you have a moment of recognition.
So, to save gas (what else…) I decided to be therapeutic in a more conventional way. Meditate and visualize a long drive. Now the movie projector is different. It’s no longer the reality out there but your mind’s eye. And….. it…… doesn’t work! So, I go back to wasting gas. Quite a costly affair, I must tell you, these long drives.
The best part of a long drive is when there are no cars in front and none behind; no dreams to rush to and no memories a-chasing. That’s one kinda freedom of space.
BTW, if you are wondering why my sentence structures are so long. ….maybe it’s the rebel in me. Well, I am a supporter and student of Prof. Brooks Landon, University of Iowa, the //thegreatcourses.com. The good professor tells me that it is perfectly fine to make truly long sentences – in fact it can be fun – as long as you know how to structure the words and phrases grammatically. How to create the ‘proposition’. So, thank goodness, for once, I am not chided for making over long sentences, after years of being asked to cut ’em shorter. I’ll do that for my bangs.
no one in front
no one behind
U2 and me – songs that make you dream a reality
because you were not cross-cultural enough?
Yet to happen
Wasn’t in the stars said the monk
And the tears of joy would not stop…. live life the way it should be not should have been.