Utopia Revisited-originally posted on:bitsofmyselfcom.wordpress.com
1979-the year of feeling completely free, undone, blown-away in love, living a blue haze of contentment, everyday was ours, being who I really was, independent again, full of hope, glad to be alive, beginning to trust my instincts and decisions, knowing my soul had found its mate.
Utopia? There is an ancient Greeks definition of that place: “eu-topos,” The good place and “ou-topos,” The place that cannot be. In my heart and memory I go there sometime. On a day like today. My ever-effervescent imagination sweeps me back-a flood of all the feelings rush over me like a wave, and the Greeks are right on the money! It is a glimpse into past and future, a taste and an emotion so huge that you tremble, laugh, cry, reach out for it. For a moment you have it, but like a sweet-dream, it slips away, sliding through your consciousness, at the tip of your fingers…
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