Saturday, 20 June 2015

SOLEMN SILENCE (Wanderings around Malta, Conclusion)











“For now she need not think of anybody.
She could be herself, by herself."








"And that was what now she often felt the need of - 
to think; well not even to think. 
To be silent; to be alone."









"All the being and the doing, 
expansive, glittering, vocal, evaporated;
and one shrunk, with a sense of solemnity, 
to being oneself, 
a wedge-shaped core of darkness, 
something invisible to others..."









"and this self 
having shed its attachments 
was free 
for the strangest adventures.”


Virginia Woolf: To the Lighthouse






















6 comments:

  1. Oh my goodness!! this is so beautiful Rebecca, it takes my breath away!

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    1. Thank you Audrey for saying that!!
      Wishing you a sweet weekend, xx

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  2. oh the shedding of attachments...yes, yes, yes. this is a glorious piece of lit to share and takes me to another realm. peace to you, lovely.

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    1. Ms Woolf has that amazing capacity to take one to another realm,
      or give words to what one senses, but can't put into words oneself.
      Take care lovely, x

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when you leave a trace

- whether it's a single word
or you scribble all over.

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