Sunday, April 11, 2010

Diary extract No. 11 

I've finally found Luna's bracelet. It is near and dear to my too-small, tiny heart because she clasped it around my wrist just before I had to leave. We were surrounded by suitcases and my valise and the impatient train and the melancholy crowd who came to Say Goodbye. When I found my seat, I pressed my damp cheeks against the cool glass to silently watch as the people I love blurred away. Trains had always been my friends until they took me when I didn't want to go. But the delicate silver chain was still warm around my wrist and it reminded me of Being Cherished. So it became a Treasure. 


But, I'd lost it someplace. Because there is a Ghost called Alexandre who lives with us and is fascinated by our Treasures. He steals them and always returns them in all the Wrong Places. Perhaps he simply forgets where things go. Maybe Ghosts don't know how to remember. Or maybe our Treasures remind him of Being Cherished. What a ghastly feeling, not knowing how to remember. How wretched, forgetting how it feels to be loved.

9 comments:

Daydreamer said...

oh, every post you give us is like magic.. really, you are so gifted.
i would love to meet Alexandre and give him some Treasures to cherish and keep for ever and ever, and give him a hug and tell him that he is wanted. maybe he just needs something to love? ♥ xx

suzannah said...

Dearest Elly, your words are so beautiful, when I read your posts I feel like I'm reading an old diary or letter found in an attic, they are really inspiring. Also, the picture is so magical, the sky looks stunning ♥

ANGELICA! said...

hello my dear girl, i have something nice to tell you; you've won my giveaway! send me an email at angelicasalinasjones@gmail.com so i can get some measurements from you and make your dress!

love love love this post, as usual.

angelica
x

heleen said...

Something very similiar happened to me once, only it was me staying behind and my Treasure-giver going away. I'm glad the bracelet was retrieved, as a reminder that there's always people out there that care for you.

Athena. said...

beautiful, so, so beautiful - your blog is filled with wonders and magic.
xx

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milky rose said...

im glad you found lunas bracelet dear. oh it must be horrible horrible to forget how it feels to be loved. but yes maybe alexandre borrows your little treasures to be reminded of the feeling. maybe alexandre needs a big hug. such a pretty blog .. much love samantha ♥

Jess. said...

This is so sad and incredibly beautiful. I know exactly how you feel about trains. I think they are a very old world, romantic way of traveling, so I enjoy when they carry me to a destination. But I always get upset about leaving anything beloved behind. I hate that sort of separation.

x
Jess.

E. said...

I love the picture and the post :)

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