Hill Holler

Lessons in life aren’t always easily learned. Sometimes, it takes a while for us to recognize that there may be a reason that certain situations in life seem to keep repeating themselves, and each time seems worse than the last.  Here’s a thought. Is it possible we’re just not getting the lesson we’re supposed to learn from it?

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“There are no ordinary moments.” Dan Millman, Way of The Peaceful Warrior.

One glorious Summer’s day I was out in our yard with Pip, our old dog. Pip was a beautiful black Spitz and a sweeter natured pooch you’d be hard pressed to find. We were just sitting on the warm grass, side by side, enjoying the sunshine. Little did I know that Pip was going to teach me something very important that lazy afternoon.

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Conversations sometimes bring back memories of the time I spent in my childhood in Durban, South Africa. I lived there for two and a half years until I was twelve. It was the mid 70’s, a time when apartheid was still in place. There was segregation everywhere. Buses, park benches, public toilets, even the beaches had signs saying ‘Whites only’ or ‘ Blacks or Coloreds Only’.

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It’s funny to look back on my writing and see the “light bulb” moments in life entwined in amongst the words. Reflections of Self was written a number of months after Mask. It illustrates how the experience of depression captured in Mask can in fact be overcome. Not necessarily in a flash of brilliance or overnight but with simply a small glimmering of hope for change, because sometimes that’s all we need to set ourselves upon the road to recovery. Reflections of Self is a poem about turning points and tells the story of mine.

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