“Do you know," Peter asked, "why swallows build in the eaves of houses? It is to listen to the stories.” ~ J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan

5.29.2009

The light on my mother's wall

It begins as just a thin line of blue light.
Then cyan.

Over the course of 10 or 15 minutes
it weaves & bobs & moves & slowly wiggles
like the Aurora Borealis
on my mother's living room wall.
It eventually paints this picture,
then begins to fade away,
and as it fades,
the sun lowers behind the trees,
and the house feels totally peaceful,
cooler.

She sees Jesus here.
Actually, she sees 2 Jesuses.
(Jesi?)
One looking down,
one to his left,
looking upward to Heaven.

I, however, see an ex-boyfriend
who still owes me money
and a big apology.

Pretty revealing, huh?
he also owes me a car

11 comments:

  1. i LOVE it ...you caught the light just right! your description of the "visions" there made me smile ....such a blessing to see light play

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  2. this was beautiful and funny! it brought to mind an ex of mine that owes me those things as well! :)

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  3. Heeee...heee...um, ya.

    Happy weekend...:-)

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  4. What does it mean if some one like me who says, "I'm not your Jesus girl", sees one of the Jesus' your Mom saw?

    I also see the tail of a Phoenix, and I see it for you and for me.

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  5. Funny. I see an outlined reflection of a girl holding a camera.

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  6. I can't find the one looking down, but I do see a star under the chin of the one looking up.
    I love that light! Sparkle Plenty as they say in Dick Tracy's land.
    The ex-boyfriend? Now, that one is a brain twister!!

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  7. That is pretty incredible..I especially love those deep lines of blue and green.
    Is there a prism hanging in the window?

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  8. to be honest i like what you see better than jesus.

    that's hilarious.

    not the bit about him owing you money or a car, but well, the whole thing.

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  9. Great photo, wow to that light show. Love the two stories of what is seen, so different and so true to each persons perception. Fun.

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