Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Some qualities have only images, not words.

Ecstasy builds slow fires, but they burn for a long time. His eyes are the color of the clear summer night. He loves the drum and the flute and the dark winter moon. He knows many things, but he does not talk much. If you try to pin him down, he will answer you with music. You have to decide for yourself what he really means.

Ecstasy runs an inn for travelers high in the Turquoise Mountains. It is an interesting job because he is never quite sure who will turn up. There are no reservations here, and the meals are free. The mountain air brings clear dreams, and some of the guests start to settle in. Ecstasy insists that no one stay too long. He is running an inn, not a boarding house. He also leaves the inn from time to time.

The inn is not always easy to find. It is not on the main road, and sometimes the signs disappear. Don't attempt the journey if you are in a rush or are scared to be by yourself. Even Ecstasy loses his way if he has been gone for awhile.

Ecstasy was a jeweler before he came to these mountains. His jewelry has always been simple. The designs are completely right. His lines are true. He especially likes to work with amber and jade and diamonds. It was his search for crystals that first brought him to the Turquoise Mountains.

~The Book of Qualities - J. Ruth Gendler


1 comment:

  1. MJ, I really wanted to comment on your 'I love me' post, but maybe you closed comments there deliberately? I just wanted to say... thank you. I could have written that, almost word for word, and it's so good to know our experiences are shared. I do understand the noise in your head, and how it can be louder than wise mind, louder than life. Out of everything I've tried, DBT is the only thing that has been able to turn the volume down. That was another life- that daily, constant noise, and battling to live over it- and I'm glad you can remember that. I'm so sorry this is a sad week, a sad month. You're right- we can keep choosing how we respond. Every day, every minute if necessary. We couldn't choose before. Thinking of you xx


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