Sunday, May 13, 2007

Saying Goodbye...

I've been moving my stuff out of my studio. It has been a pretty slow going process since I've opted to do several small loads via the train instead of hiring a man-with-a-van service to do one big move. I've decided that the small trips are allowing me to let go slowly of a space that I've occupied off and on for almost six years now.

I didn't realize how attached I was to the space. I think that subconsciously I'm prolonging the move so that I can keep going back. All of the other spaces are empty and I find myself just sitting there... in the empty quiet, just thinking.

8 comments:

Natale said...

Congratulations on graduating ;D

Cindy said...

I can understand that. I think it's a good way to slowly let go.

Andrew Thornton said...

Usually I drop things pretty quickly. If it isn't working, I just let go. But with this, it's different. If only those walls could speak... the things they would say. I've moved around a lot. A doll factory, a duplex, a closet-sized apartment... a lot of different places, but I always came back to that place. It has seen me change over the years. Perhaps one of these days I'll go back again.

Cindy said...

In my home, there has been so much that's happened that I haven't fully understood or resolved yet. I think maybe you are talking about something like that...the walls hold parts of you that you haven't had time to fully own, yet.

Andrew Thornton said...

I think that memories can "stain" or "mark" a place. Walls and objects hold energy/memories just as people can. I don't think that an event is owned wholly by one individual. It is shared. It lives in the walls and the air and the trees and the foundations of a building. Everything is connected.

Cindy said...

So true. The people who lived in my house before us had their own trials, and my own difficulties have not totally been all mine...so much is archetypal as well...much to ponder on. Plus the fact that we live near a cemetery...

Still, we do try to process all these energies, or need to know how to let them go when they don't serve us anymore. We become the conduit for them and can sometimes transform them and make the world a better place. I guess we need to know what is truly ours to work with, and what just pulls us down.

Jean said...

In dreams, rooms in houses are aspects of the dreamer's personality. I would be interested to know what your new house, rooms, spaces will look like, when you are ready. Hold these in your heart and they will never leave you.

Andrew Thornton said...

It's funny that you should mention that. During antiquity and the middle ages and even up through the renaissance, the house as a metaphor was used as a mnemonic device. Each room was a story. You can still find illustrations of mnemonic houses that get totally crazy called memory palaces.