Just a short one this time, and no, there’s nothing wrong.
A year or so before we moved from Maryland to Taos, I was sitting next to a lady friend of ours in the audience at a concert at the college where my wife taught. She knew we were planning to move and asked me why, since everyone on the Eastern Shore tends to wonder (with good reason) why anyone would leave. I told her, “I love Maryland, but New Mexico makes me cry…”
And it was true: whether it involved movies, TV shows, or books about New Mexico, there was something about this place that had always got me choked up. I’ve even talked about this with my analyst. Something to do with a “landscape of the soul,” which would affect me whether I lived here or not, because of the unconscious associations, way down deep. This morning, after nearly 10 years living in New Mexico, it happened again.
It was a simple thing, reading Robert Redford’s short remarks about New Mexico in the Santa Fe newspaper. (He’s building a house and moving here himself.) All I had to do was read these words, and I was gone:
“The first thing you fall in love with is the light… and the power of the space, which has to do with how the land meets the sky.”
“The power of the space…” Lord, yes! The SPACE, that which makes you aware of the Whole. And why wouldn’t anyone be moved by being reminded of that? It’s stupendously spiritual, because it breaks you open and frees the heart.
Some of us are even fatally addicted, and I for one shall never recover.