Moving house
Something about this world and the next…
I’m in the middle of moving house, sacks of rubbish, boxes of books for Oxfam, furniture piled up for the British Heart Foundation, assorted possessions, bric-a-brac for Mind. Two houses into one, two lives merging ever closer. Listening to music to calm the chaos, to ease the final elements of change. Our new life together.
Music can do such strange things, tugging at emotional strings, raising memories, making the moment’s passion ever keener. And in this moment I’m in love with Candy or Paolo Nutini, one or the other…the music grabs me, brings so much of all that I care for, of she, of those that I love most dearly and so much of the future of desire, of all that can be, of all that is, and finds a vein in me that will last for as long as I draw breath.
And I want to cry, and I do, as his voice leads me into multiple futures and the happiest and most profound which I wish to enjoy with my lover, always. Wherever you are, whatever you believe in, this song is true to the heart, it believes what you believe, yet asks for more, an ever changing landscape of love, of loving, of new beginnings.Its spirit reminds me of the song that was playing when I explored Edinburgh, on a reccy of potential fringe venues a couple of years ago: Plain White T’s, Hey There Delilah. How it transported me.Back to the day-to-day: I’m only a few hours away from completing on the sale of my house. I’ve been here six and a half years and it took almost all that time to get my divorce.
Leaving this place, which was my first step out of marriage, as I returned to the freedom of the single life (even tho’ still married), brings a mixture of emotions. But the house no longer holds a great attraction for me, my son has grown up and moved away. And my dog is dead - a beautiful greyhound, which we both loved dearly. A new life now, a delight, letting go of so many ‘things’ clearing out, taking on the new, looking to learn and to grow in love together. Of course to have a good laugh, neither of us expect perfection, but understanding and love count for a lot, for everything.
And there’s the Edinburgh Fringe, rapidly approaching, like a train, to take us on to some undiscovered place. The programme will be launched on the 10th June. I’m preparing leaflets, working on the design, thinking quantities, and all this expense is taking me well past the chance of breaking even point - however many people turn up each night.
Delighted that the English and Scottish anti-stigma campaigns: time to change and see me, have chosen to support me, it means a lot, no money involved, but just that sense that I’m not in this alone. Visit: http://web.me.com/stevewalter or click through www.makingconnectionsmatter.org
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