...and i just had to say:
Regarding the lost inkiness of the night sky that you wrote of so thoughtfully on 11/2/07, I recalled an account of an old woman whose first reaction to a room lit up with an incandescent bulb was to exclaim “But what about the darkness? Where has the darkness gone?”
Some might think she was trying to comprehend the science of artificial illumination. But it struck me that she was really expressing a sense of loss.
She is not alone.
Every now and then souls touch, as may be the case in this exchange with an online reader who felt obliged to respond to something I'd written. In this instance, it was musings long since forgotten -- written on November 2, 2007 about the visit to my granddaughter's fifth grade class at Arts Magnet School in Berkeley. I was -- for the day, "Show and Tell."
This beautiful passage caused me to search the archives for the post referenced, and I found myself lost in space for the next hour or so; remembering those young faces and the feelings evoked by the experience of standing before that class for the Q&A. Those feelings were well-captured in the writing, and powerful enough to bring the experience into the present for an encore.
Rarely do I hear from readers, only a few times a year, and I tend to forget anyone is "out there." Odd, because I sometimes have the feeling that I do leave openings for dialogue, but then maybe not. I normally tend to be "uploading" into my own reality without any idea that anyone is listening.
Not so, apparently. Diane was on the same wave length -- even crossing time -- which allowed me to revisit something truly meaningful.
Upon reading her message and re-reading my 11/2/2007 post, I recalled that I'd never shared those feelings with Tamaya -- who is entering high school this fall.
I will send her to this post.