Beyond therapy

To have arrived at a place at a time not where and when things become clearer but where and when things become more strange.

Reaching out to loved ones and listening to their voices return with what we never would have expected.

The universe--or whatever this is, whatever plane we are operating on--defying the promise that as we age we gain perspective, wisdom, understanding of our experience, and instead generating mystery, incomprehensability, weirdness in ever increasing waves and in direct opposition to the expectation we once had of understanding things by a certain age. 

The poet the other night saying that when he passed sixty, he 'believed in the real world' more than he had when he was a young poet writing lyric poems of visionary dimension and ambition. That at this point in his life he felt less and less need of the metaphysical.

The other poet, listening as if he'd been in the audience at a poetry reading,  saying that while that might be true for some that for him he needed what he couldn't understand, since that was all that was presenting itself these days.