The Field

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My favorite place on the University of Richmond campus was the astroturf field behind Keller Hall, where I lived my sophomore year. To me, it was enchanted. It revealed secrets. My dear friend Michelle and I spent many nights just laying on the cool, green astroturf talking about life and love (and other mysteries, for any Point of Grace fans out there). She did handstands. I did cartwheels. We watched the stars. Michelle had a special relationship with the constellation Orion, and we looked for his belt, and for Kassieopia. I never felt so free as I did laying, looking at the sky, sharing life together.

In my junior year of college, there was one of these nights of falling stars, and Adam and I went to the same field and watched hundreds of stars fall at all hours of the night. Stars are magic to me. My wedding even had a pseudo “silver star” theme if it had any theme at all.

I feel like such an old lady most of the time that the star-watching years seem like eons ago instead of a mere five or six years. I stay in, go to bed at ten, watch TV, go to church…it’s all good, but sometimes I have this glimmer that it’s not all right. I am extremely passionate, and some days I just think I am going to explode for having to live in the mundane. One of those things about being eternal beings, I suppose, that we are so suited for heaven and yet forced to reside on the earth and make the absolute best we can with that time.

This is yet another post I’m afraid to press “publish” on for fear of those who actually know me and read it and will think I’ve lost my mind. But these writings are for me, more than anyone. So here it goes…

4 thoughts on “The Field

  1. Have I told you lately that you are the most amazing wonderful human being!! I don’t think you are crazy – I love you immeasurably. (ps sorry if that is spelled wrong or not a word)


  2. You are not doing anything wrong. You are being exactly who you were meant to be. Overall, you are happy and content with your life which is more than many can say. As @kccatalyst said at Blissdom, we should still "do" the things that we love to do inspite of being a grown-up. That has stuck with me and maybe you should dig deep and reinvent that "thing" that made you giddy inside!

  3. Awww, I love this. So much of life is made up of the mundane, but don't you think looking for falling stars and blowing on dandelions and turning cartwheels makes life sparkle? Even if you don't get to do it very often.

    I'm still a dreamer, cartwheel turner and star watcher…sometimes wistful thinker…still at (cough) 46.

    This one made me smile!!

  4. I sincerely believe that it is in the mundane seasons of our lives that God is doing His greatest work in us. I can so relate to what you said. In fact, so much that I wrote about this yesterday! Hang in there. 🙂

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