Only with the heart
Tuesday, January 22, 2013
The problem with having a featured blog post is being afraid to add anything to it since a lot more people might see it. Well, I got a challenge today, a dare if you will, to do something brave. I almost posted a video blog of me dancing to Salt n Pepa's "Push It" but instead I'll ramble about semiotics.
(the joke with "Push It" is that I sang the opening rift "oh baby baby" to the baby one day and it really caught on with the older kids. But I'd never reviewed the lyrics, hadn't even known what the song was called, until today. As I suspected, it was not approps, as the high schooler would say. Great workout song, though.).
I was reading my sisters blog about a big milestone her son who had leukemia had reached, and how she'd been so focused on this event, she wasn't sure what was next. And she called him her little prince, which touched me because I'd thought about my baby with the oxygen therapy that way. A little visitor whose innocence makes you helpless to love him, but, well, no spoilers! One of the things he says is "it is only with the heart that one sees rightly.". Heh. Wikipedia had a different verbiage, which I nearly pasted over but then I remembered the book is French. Also, that line is uttered by the fox.
I like the fox and his discussion about becoming tame. And I guess that is one way to approach the bridge between who I am inside and this outside I have trouble comprehending the significance of. I have begun to tame it, but in so doing also become responsible to it. If I feed it right, it wants the right food. (like, I am much more prone to get a headache from too much sodium.). If I exercise it, I have to keep making the time to do that exercise. And so we move tentatively closer together, building trust.