Monday, March 8, 2010
12:47 PM | Posted by Lola Sharp | | Edit Post
When I was a young child I used to sneak away alone, hike up a winding deer trail through the redwoods, to a meadow that held a single, large weeping willow tree. That tree, that magical meadow, was often the only solace and comfort I had as a child. It was safe. There was no screaming, no belts, no welts, no words with teeth. It was quiet, lovely, earthy. That tree nurtured me.
Sometimes I brought a book and an orange to the meadow and sometimes there was no time to grab such luxuries.
What I remember most was not crying about my less than ideal life circumstances, but loving the sense of the place, the joy, the smell, the colors, its beauty, tucked into the redwood mountains. The weeping willow standing all alone, happy and swaying her branches like a hula skirt, was my friend.
I would think of the sweet, old, "cat lady" in town, who had no money and lived in someone's garage. She had one ratty house dress and a pair of too big man shoes worn thin. But every penny she could scrape together she would buy cans of cat food, and walk, bent over her gnarled and twisty legs, four blocks twice a day, every day, and feed those cats. I thought she and her feral cats were beautiful. I would save my pennies too and give them to her. She would reward me with her perfect toothless smile.
I would lie for hours in the grass, there by the willow tree, looking up at the sky, and be completely undone by the fact that the sky went on forever. Infinite, I was told. But, I would think, it has to end somewhere. I would stare up into the blue and imagine a white wall somewhere WAY out there. But, what would be on the other side of the wall? More sky. But, it has to end somewhere. FOREVER sky just could not exist in my mind. I would go round and round with that for hours.
Much the same way I do now with trying to comprehend that there are people who scam people out of their hard earned retirement money running ponzi schemes. There are heinous people neglecting and hurting children and the elderly. There are cruel ignorant people who hate people because of the color of their skin. War and greed and sickness. These are things I cannot fathom.
What I learned lying by the willow tree is there also exists luminous beauty and grace. What I learned from that sweet cat lady is there also exists loyalty and love and kindness in this world. While greed may go on forever, so does generosity, goodness, overcoming odds, and the sky.
It starts with us. With me. Doing what is right, not worrying about what is popular, or profitable, or even safe... but what is right.
Overall, I think this is a lovely world we live in, full of heart. I hope to help make it better, one day at a time.
- Lola Sharp
- My name is Lola. (I'm not a showgirl) Yes, L-O-L-A Lola. It's the least of my worries. Let's move on, shall we? This blog is mostly about my misadventures on the journey to publication and beyond. My passion for lush prose, quirky characters, art, music, literature, performing arts and anything creative will be a major theme here. This journey of mine will not always be pretty. Much like rubbernecking a train wreck, I know sometimes you just can't help but look at the carnage that is often my life. So strap on your neck brace, helmet and 5-point harness and come along for the ride! Licentia poetica.
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