“Your description of that night effect again struck me as very beautiful. It looks very different here today, but beautiful in its own way…Still, a great deal of light falls on everything” -Letter from Vincent van Gogh to Theo van Gogh, October 10,1882
I’ve always soaked up Words, cherished language and it’s beauty and terror and power. I recently discovered this letter written by Van Gogh in Annie Dillard’s novel Pilgrim at Tinker Creek. Van Gogh was speaking of the way light touches color and movement in a painting; Dillard was speaking of the potential for blindness through too much darkness or too much light.
I’m speaking of the movement of light, in both its beauty and terror. I’m speaking of hope, of Living, of remembering that there is always a “great deal of light” to be seen, even in the depths of depression, intense emotion, and suffering. This blog is me using my true Voice to talk about the sufferings and joys I have found in things that are still hard to say out loud: Depression, Anxiety, Eating Disorders, Borderline Personality Disorder, Suicide. This is my wild, trembling Voice raising above those labels, becoming My Own.
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