Moments of Resonance
I
was talking with someone the other night about this on line matching
thing I am on. She asked me what I was looking for on there and I was
kind of stumped for a moment. Someone to do things with, to share life
days with? Was it as simple as that?
Then a phrase came to mind and I told her that I thought that what
I was looking for was a person with whom I could experience “moments of
resonance”…those times when everything that needs to come together for
a perfect and probably unique slice of life does so. Athletes and
performance artists sometimes call it being in the zone. I once heard
k.d. lange sing an old Roy Orbison song, “Cryin” and even with just the
sound of the radio I could tell that she had gone somewhere else and
had become one with that song.
Sara Hughes, the 2002 Olympic figure skating gold medalist had that
moment of resonsnce when she landed her first triple axle or whatever
it was in her final routine. The instant her skates touched down on the
ice, she knew she was there, knew that at that split second in time
everything that followed was going to be flawless and I’ll bet money
she also knew that no matter what the judging outcome, she would never
be better than she was right then. You could see it in her face like
the first light of sunrise…”I’m there…this moment is mine and I am
going to wring every last ounce of energy and life out of it that I
can.”
It can be so quiet you barely know it has happened…you feel it and
don’t know it until later. As gentle perhaps as a butterfly on the
windowsill or as complex as an orgasm that drains the body and subsumes
the soul leaving only enough of you to lay there with your lover and
breathe together .
That is the core…to find a person with whom I can experience a
series of all sorts of moments of resonance….a coming together of
spirits that happens perhaps without warning or preparation but yields
the improbable equation, 1+1=3 against a backdrop of a breaking wave, a shooting star, a
dripping icicle…resonance…yep…resonance.
Anyway, that’s my story and I am, by God stickin’ to it….
I keep forgetting to tell you how much I enjoyed this piece, Jim. It's such a rare thing and yet such intense delight when you experience it.
Posted by: ellie | 08 June 2006 at 11:32 PM