The Dark And The Light
The mystery scanners have shone their light deep inside Shel and have pronounced their dark verdict: we just have to wait and see for six more weeks. This is good news, in that nothing drastic will be happening soon. This is bad news because we have to wait and see, once again. Sometimes we complain that our whole life lately is about waiting and seeing, imagining the worst, imagining the best, never really knowing. It’s a fairly brutal drill, and yet, maybe I’ve lost my sense of perspective. How much of your own life would you say is about waiting and seeing?
Maybe it’s just the human condition and it’s gotten unreasonably far under my skin. Maybe it’s just cancer. It’ll jerk you around like that, time and again. It’s always there, yet we must live like we don’t feel its hot breath stealing across our dreams. Live like we’re alive and well and not too old and staying that way. Live like we’re balance-beam masters, no need for a net. Maybe you know the dance. If cancer is in your life, what do you do to maintain an ambiguity equilibrium?
When you can’t even decide whether the news is good or bad, when, as Shel said today “no news is no news,” it’s time for some deeply comforting time coming to terms with the world as we know it.
Light a fire, round up every errant candle holder, fire up the hot tub, get out the guitar and a bottle of French wine, and try not to think too hard. Think gently about life, and life may be gentle with you.
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