Beside Me

“Time that withers you will wither me. We will fall like ripe fruit and roll down the grass together. Dear friend, let me lie beside you watching the clouds until the earth covers us and we are gone.” ~ Jeanette Winterson, Written on the Body

I dreamt that I was walking on the street with my friend, H. It was a stifling, hot day. The heat was making me very dizzy. I felt myself straining to take the next steps. Sure enough, as I took the next step, I fell down, face first into the pavement. I could not move. My legs and arms were like lead, and I could not even move my face. Fortunately, I had fallen onto the side of my face. H saw me fall, and she immediately got onto the ground and planted herself onto the pavement next to me. She positioned yourself so that she was facing me, and she was smiling, saying that it was a good idea to take a little break from walking in the heat. She did that, so that I would not be embarrassed because people were just standing there staring at me on the ground, and after a little while, I was finally able to get up, stand, walk away, and she and I went along on our merry way.

2 thoughts on “Beside Me

  1. Hi Nova It seems this post is connected to the former where you ask pose the vexed question about life and free will ; as in fate , to pose the question the only thing we can control is how we react to whatever comes our way. I like the idea of a holiday. You were always going to go on that rather lovely holiday you described. But you have free choice as to the mode of travel and all of the other details along the way, such as how you react and share the experience with others. And of course, beside you is that great comforter and refuge, to shine a light ahead for you in this mystery we call life. Best wishes

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