Wednesday, April 25, 2012

soul lag


my soul is lagging behind this morning. it stayed over there in the world i inhabit in my dreams. this morning that was a world filled with a very rickety elevator, where the springs of the floor were exposed, and they looked much like the springs of an old bed, tho' it seemed to work just fine. there was also a big tray of cupcakes - filled with jam and cream and frosted in patriotic red, white and blue. and an impending snowmobile trip with a group of strange old men. the lag wasn't helped by a foggy morning. the fog seeming to prolong the fog in my head as i wandered the garden, camera in hand, hoping to somehow capture the soul lag feeling in pixels.

it's left me feeling a not unpleasant feeling of apartness with the world. shifted just a bit. perspective changed. viewing things through the fog. all shapes changed to something other than what they usually are. but they hold a potential which was lurking in them all along, waiting for the fog. and the soul lag.

6 comments:

Bill said...

What you describe, at least in spirit, sounds a bit like tripping on Zen or LSD.

julochka said...

not that i've ever had LSD, but i imagine that this is exactly what that feels like.

Shawna Lemay said...

such a beautiful image!! and i know how you feel, that out of step feeling with the world. lovely post. glad you shared it on flickr.

Pamela Terry and Edward said...

We all feel like Alice sometimes.

Michelle in Madison said...

Oh! It happened to you too? My dream was that my husband left me for Christina Aguilera, and when he was telling me this, I couldn't come up with any reasons that he should stay with me. After all, she could do much more for his career than sticking with me would. Wierd.

I woke up, and he denied it all. Shocking, I know! He countered by saying it's more likely that I'll run away with Adam Levine of Maroon 5. (we watched a reality singing show called "The Voice" a couple of nights back.... and those two are on it...)

giggle. LSD, huh?

m in madison

Veronica Roth said...

I dreamt that I was married to Colin Firth. (No snowmobiles or cupcakes though.) Beautiful photo Julie.