i seem to be in the midst of one of these literal periods. where i only take in what the literal world brings me. and then things feel too cramped for me to see very much beyond it. the more literal world is the one with fear and cowardice and shame and anxiety and anger and regret and self-incrimination. my literal world is called Boston. the non-literal world is the one where songs and dreams and titles of new performances or strings of words that do not all relate to the literal world enter my consciousness. I’ve been so out of touch with that world. there’s not even room to daydream about anything not related to the literal.
How does one navigate from the literal world to the non-literal world? with a slide-rule? with a compass? with a seeing eye dog.
now there’s a beautiful concept . A dog that sees with a dog’s eyes and sees for those who are seeking. i seek a seeing eye dog to guide me out from under the yoke of the literal. to create space. to open up the sky. to follow the sky to the cosmos. spaciousness is what i am seeking.
i pray to the dog that sees to find me and lead me out of this place i feel so cornered in. to remove the walls my back is up against.