Sunday, August 30, 2015

accident /ˈaksədənt/

How did I come to enjoy what privileges I have; to inherit such a seemingly rare space?

It is hardly flattering to peruse the more obvious strains of causality which led here through curiosity, courage, integrity, insight, revelation; from child to writer to seeker. How humbling to find that failure is the theme. Failure at marriage, career and Christianity; at social climbing and reputation-building. All the towers I could not build beyond the first couple floors. And as they crumbled, how visible the path became.

Is that the only way it is done? It is one theme I think but I have never assumed it’s the only way.

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