Photo by Kate Andrews
It seems that every night recently I find myself having these cherry champagne dreams - these dizzy illusions that leave me nostalgic in the morning, dying for more. I dream of holding hands and chattering to strangers and performing hoodoo rituals in the grass, trying with all my might to float up towards the ceiling and out into somewhere new. I dreamt that I was standing on the trellis, knees shaking in the breeze, and as I looked out to where the concrete and rust of the city used to be, instead I found this great expanse of green - tiny hills and bubbling fountains that covered my backyard and beyond. And the wind swept me away from my unstable perch, whispering in my ear, "Come away, sweet Penelope. Is this really anything new? Believe it or not, this has been here all along - but maybe you were just too blind to see? The world will always be beautiful in one way or another and the people you meet will always have a story to tell. So look past your glorious backyard and look towards the horizon - find that sleepy everyday magic."
And so I fell. And I fell forever and so quickly at the same time, daydreaming whole novellas in the half a second it took me to fall, yet for one reason or another I never hit the ground. I landed in the arms of all those I had ever loved, of those who had slipped gently into my life and seemed to fit so perfectly. Looking around, I realized that there was always someone there to catch me, one of those glorious souls with a story to tell, those beautiful folk who have made an impact in my life, and it occurred to me that in this crazy world none of us really ever hit the ground. We can fall, spinning through space like mad cosmic frisbees, but in the end there will always be someone to complete our grand finale. And we will spin wildly right into their arms.
That great everyday magic is discovering those who are strong enough to catch you. Those who care enough to reach out their arms and cushion your fall. And I think that's what's so wonderful about life - you never know when you'll stumble upon these kinds of marvelous people, or when they'll stumble onto you. And as terrifying as it sounds, the greatest thing that could ever happen to us is to slip up in the wind and float down into that fall. Because you never know who will be waiting for you at the bottom.