This from Lil at dVerse. So for today’s Poetics, I’m asking you to kick up your heels a bit with me! Give me the ole razzle dazzle! Sparkle me with a mood by following these steps:
- Absorb the definitions of these words: Razzle: showiness that astonishes; Dazzle: amaze, brightness, brilliance, glare; Sparkle: effervescence, excel, shine, vivacity, energy, oomph, gusto.
- Now write about something or someone or someplace or some experience that portrays the mood of the words. Use the words, one of them, or none of them. But do evoke their mood. Razzle dazzle me!
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I was driving South when it happened. Returning from a Rhythm Retreat on the Holy Island of Iona. The ferry leaving Iona for Mull was delayed and the knock on effect was that I missed the next ferry to the mainland from Mull. Island hopping teaches you to be in the moment.Landing later than planned in Oban I decided on a whim to drive a more scenic route Southwards and stop at a hotel for the night, leaving me the rest of the following day to mosey along the coast road back to South Lanarkshire, where I live.
The drive was pleasant and as the sun began to head for bed a new vista opened up in front of me, well all around me, to be truthful. It was breathtaking. That is how I described it to myself. I remember specifically thinking that. I stopped and took some photographs, feeling blessed to be present in this moment.
I did not realise at the time that breathtaking was only the beginning.
Back in the van and rounding a bend I was met with a sight that did more than remove my ability to take in oxygen. The world was now a blindingly beautiful painting unfolding and changing in front of my eyes. The brush strokes of some invisible artist inviting me to become more present.
I found somewhere to park even though there really was nowhere to park. I scrambled across rocks, through a small bog and found myself at the waters edge.
I stood and looked deeply and then I began to cry.
The sheer visceral beauty of this scene tore a hole in my heart. I could not believe what I was seeing. Nature was dazzling me with her brilliant self. Mother Earth was caressing my soul with sparkly tingly vibrations.
This was incredible.I am nothing against this backdrop but free. I cannot dare have a care for anything but now.
I am sprinkles of light.
I am no thing.
Just me stood here on this tiny pebble beach. Just me and the vison unfolding. The outer and inner worlds collide and my sense of self is diminished and expanded simultaneously. Words pale against the memory.
In my heart there is now a trinket which contains the cellular imprint. The feeling.
I can feel it now as I write but I fear the writing cannot ever convey that.
There are some photographs though 😉