A sight of the maelstrom
When I was a young child I remember looking out of the window during a storm and watching a neighbors house being struck by lightning. I remember looking right into the eye of the bolt the moment it struck, I find it difficult now to visualise exactly how it looked. I remember that it was some kind of fireball outside the limits of my imagination. I recount this episode because when bad things happen to you in life they can also take you to this place, somewhere that is beyond words or vision. It is possible that a door can be opened and you can go to a place deeper inside yourself than you thought possible. Unfortunately in this post I am not referring to the beautiful pure white calm but the exact opposite. Both take you to a place beyond your control, but this will demonstrate fragility, hopelessness and a sense that life can take you much further than you ever thought possible. I can’t really describe it more than this but only that those people out there who have seen it up close will understand.