Imaginal Journal
Imagination is Medicine
Frances Ha
Frances Ha. Director, Noah Baumbach Writer, Greta Gerwig
A Heroine’s journey to selfhood through twinship.
You & I by Local Natives
You and I, we were always strong
It was enough to keep me on
Believe me.And I woke up with my green eyes blue
And all I think about is you
And it feels
When did your love,
When did your love go cold?
The closer I get, the farther I have to go
To places we don't know
To places we don't know
To places we don't know
To places we don't knowIn all this light, all I feel is dark
Had the sun without its warmth
I'm freezing
When did your love, when did your love go cold?
The closer I get, the farther I have to go
To places we don't know
To places we don't know
To places we don't know
To places we don't know
Songwriters: Kelcey Paul Ayer / Matthew James Frazier / Ryan Clinton Hahn / Taylor David RiceYou & I lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Ceremony by New Order
This is why events unnerve me
They find it all, a different story
Notice whom for wheels are turning
Turn again and turn towards this time
All she asks is the strength to hold me
Then again the same old story
World will travel, oh so quickly
Travel first and lean towards this time
Oh, I'll break them down, no mercy shown
Heaven knows, it's got to be this time
Watching her, these things she said
The times she cried
Too frail to wake this time
Oh I'll break them down, no mercy shown
Heaven knows, it's got to be this time
Avenues all lined with trees
Picture me and then you start watching
Watching forever
Forever
Watching love grow, forever
Letting me know, forever
Written by Bernard Sumner, Ian Kevin Curtis, Peter Hook, Stephen Paul David Morris • Copyright © Universal Music Publishing Group
Oroboros
“Life lives on life. This is the sense of the symbol of the Ouroboros, the serpent biting its tail. Everything that lives lives on the death of something else. Your own body will be food for something else. Anyone who denies this, anyone who holds back, is out of order. Death is an act of giving.”
The Journey by David Whyte
Above the mountains
the geese turn into
the light again
painting their
black silhouettes
on an open sky.
Sometimes everything
has to be
inscribed across
the heavens
so you can find
the one line
already written
inside you.
Sometimes it takes
a great sky
to find that
small, bright
and indescribable
wedge of freedom
in your own heart.
Sometimes with
the bones of the black
sticks left when the fire
has gone out
someone has written
something new
in the ashes of your life.
You are not leaving
even as the light fades quickly now
you are arriving.
*From the Book: House of Belonging, by David Whyte
The House of Belonging by David Whyte
I awoke
this morning
in the gold light
turning this way
and that
thinking for
a moment
it was one
day
like any other.
But
the veil had gone
from my
darkened heart
and
I thought
it must have been the quiet
candlelight
that filled my room,
it must have been
the first
easy rhythm
with which I breathed
myself to sleep,
it must have been
the prayer I said
speaking to the otherness
of the night.
And
I thought
this is the good day
you could
meet your love,
this is the black day
someone close
to you could die.
This is the day
you realize
how easily the thread
is broken
between this world
and the next
and I found myself
sitting up
in the quiet pathway
of light,
the tawny
close grained cedar
burning round
me like fire
and all the angels of this housely
heaven ascending
through the first
roof of light
the sun has made.
This is the bright home
in which I live,
this is where
I ask
my friends
to come,
this is where I want
to love all the things
it has taken me so long
to learn to love.
This is the temple
of my adult aloneness
and I belong
to that aloneness
as I belong to my life.
There is no house
like the house of belonging.
Horse Whisperings
Traveling through San Simeon, I was struck with the piercing beauty of a horse in a field. I was curious to know who is Simeon and a quick search on my smartphone quoted, "A sword will pierce through your own soul so that thoughts from many hearts may be revealed." Like an oracle, this vision made a prophetic impact.
Ready, Able by Grizzly Bear
I'm gonna take a stab at this
Sure you will be alright
Make a decision with a kiss
Baby I have false spite
And when I trek alone back home
I make sure that I trek in the snow
Would it fall?
Tissue and bones, it was a trick
This isn't a gunfight
Checking it off my list
Unable to rewrite
Five years cast once and far alone
Hope I'm ready, able to make my own
Goodbye
They go, we go, I want you to know what I did, I did
They go, we go, I want you to know what I did, I did
They go, we go, I want you to know what I did, I did
They go, we go, I want you to know what I did, I did
They go, we go, I want you to know what I did, I did
They go, we go, I want you to know what I did, I did
Songwriters: Christopher Bear / Edward Droste / Daniel Rossen / Christopher Michael Taylor
Ready, Able lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.