Friday, February 8, 2013

Unbreakable Vows - (GBE #90- subject: Dream)


Imagine for a moment, that movie theaters had no marquis. That's right, no names in the bright lights, no posters on the front doors. You enter the theater, sit down, and must watch whatever appears on the giant screen!
   The picture begins and behold you are the main character!  "What? How did I get in this flick?" you would always ask yourself! "I must be dreaming!" The truth is, you would be dreaming!

We close our eyes each night and are escorted into a theater where we have no idea what scenes are about to take place. We become  the main character, speaking lines and playing a part that we have not rehearsed.

The other night I closed my eyes and was escorted to my seat in this theater. The scene opened, and standing before me was my first love, wearing a wedding dress and white flowers in her hair. She had aged the many years that lie between us, but had that youthful look in her eyes. A voice spoke loud, "You may now kiss the bride". In the same instant a narrative explained that we met later on in life and were now being wed! "At Last" I breathed,as we both slowly leaned towards each other. Our lips met,and I could feel the warmth and tenderness of this special kiss. As our lips parted, I took her hand and placed it on my heart heart. I smiled and said, "look how fast my heart beats from your kiss". There was a twinkle in her eyes, and a smile on her face as she said "you remembered".

In the next instant I was jumping out bed, beads of sweat running down my neck and my heart racing.In my altered state I went straight to the bathroom and turned the shower to full blast. "What was that?" I muttered to myself as the water pounded down on my head. "What was that?" ....Puzzled like a person who lands in foreign country and can't speak a word of their language.

I replayed the dream over and over, very careful not to edit or embellish, as if it was going to be evidence that would be submitted in court. I was locked in this altered state, unable to sort out the meaning. Her last words "you remembered" haunted me. What was it that I remembered? What was it that she thought I had forgotten? What could have created this whole scenario? Slowly, the truth began to emerge, not all at once, but slowly, like the sun rising over the horizon.
When we close our eyes and enter the arena of sleep, we let go of reality. Once reality is tucked away, a cinema that we are not aware of begins playing. The doors to our heart open and many emotions come pouring out seeking a direction.. If we are lucky, the heart will take them to place in time when great changes occured in our lives. If we are really lucky, they return to the point where the toe of innocense made its fist step into the sea of love.
My rapidly beating heart occured at our first kiss.We always ask ourself when engaging in that first kiss,"what does he/she think?" There was no denying thet her kiss could make my heart pound and I was happy to show her. She always responded, "yeah, but will you say that tomorrow?"
What I had forgotten in reality, I remembered in a dream!
Only in a dream can one be returned to place where all the broken promises are put back together to form an unbreakable vow.
So, as you wander through your days and close your eyes at night, just know, that someone, somwhere has placed you in their cinema, reassembled all the broken promises and remembers what reality has taken away. May you rise in the morning knowing,there exists a place where there are unbreakable vows.

Sweet Dreams!   Marc :)

Saturday, February 2, 2013

Fool On The Hill - GBE #89 (subject: Picture Prompt)

WEEK #89 (1-27-13 to 2-2-13): Picture Prompt

Please use this photo as your prompt. I found it for free on morgueFile, and you are welcome to use it, too. Though morgueFile doesn’t require attribution for this photo, I still think it’s a nice thing to mention where you found the pic. You don’t have to, but if you’d like, you may credit the picture on your post to morguefile dot com. 

You have until Saturday (2-2-13) to post this week’s blog and leave your URL as a comment on this thread (Remember, URLs only here!). 

Please remember to use the URL to your entry for this week’s specific topic post, NOT to your blog’s home page.

For those of you who use Twitter, the hashtag for the group's posts is #GBE2, and we can increase readership if we tweet early and tweet often. ;O)

Happy blogging! 

I could have been a Doctor and saved some lives
I could have been a Teacher and shaped some young minds
I could have been a carpenter, chef, author, or anyone who affect another persons world.

I chose the path less travelled.

I came here to see the majestic of  sunrises and sunsets.
Uninhibited views of starlight nights, and hear the completely unedited  sounds of nature.
To taste the unfiltered sweetness of the earth and suckle every scent from each breeze.

Indeed, to feel the love of the Creator and learn the true reason why we are here.

Years passed, and with each passing season, I could sense, I was closer to the truth.

One day a young man came to my door.He noticed my house, secluded from the world and asked if I knew there was another house like this. I made some tea and we sat and talked. He reminded me of the man I once was, a passion forand understanding for the path less travelled. I had confided that my years in seclusion had given me access to the true reason why we are here. His eyes widened,"please tell me what you have learned", he asked.   I paused, and realized, if I handed him the answer, his quest would be over, the effort in solving the riddle is the lesson and what leads to the truth is the truth.

I thanked him for his company and bid him on his way and wished him luck in his journey. I know he wasn't pleased with my sudden silence, but one day he will know.

As for you, please feel welcome to come anytime, there will always be two teacup settings at my table.

Day after day,
Alone on a hill,
The man with the foolish grin is keeping perfectly still
But nobody wants to know him,
They can see that he's just a fool,
And he never gives an answer,

But the fool on the hill,
Sees the sun going down,
And the eyes in his head,
See the world spinning 'round-   The Beatles