The Oresteia |
How do we hang on to moments that are dear to us? When I'm hiking, I often stop along the way to listen. I listen to the wind in the trees, the squirrels and the birds. Lately, the rains have released all the scents of the forest, and I breathe in deeply the wonderful earth.
Then there are the other moments that can only be memories. Memories that come to me in dreams, through dishes my Mom used to make, through the old photographs my Father took of us growing up, songs he liked or through the Spanish language my Mom spoke.
As a child, I loved reading books, and I'm trying to rekindle that love. This week, I've been reading The Oresteia by Aeschylus, Robert Fagles translation. There is a kind of peace and expansion that reading brings on.
What are you holding onto this week?
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Katelen