the image of scaffolding has always appealed to me. skeletons on the outside to shore up skeletons on the inside. i used to think of scaffolding as support - but i'm wondering now if it's not a way of getting around the walls. a way of scaling when knocking them down just won't do.
yesterday i met with anna and we talked a lot about my neat and tidy compartments. the challenge of living a life within the confines of some very thick walls. and as she was talking, as she was telling back to me my stories of stoic restraint, i had this image of mike holmes swinging a sledgehammer, tearing down drywall, making open space. i need a way to access that space. i need my own sledgehammer. because this scaffolding i've constructed isn't doing the trick. or i've been misusing it. misunderstanding it. maybe it's all gotta come down. and then let's see what happens.
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box: yo yo ma, bach's cello suites
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