Adoption

                                                                  Adoption

I remember when I was young and beautiful but at the time

I thought I was fat and boring. Maybe my mirrors were bad or

my astigmatism was uncorrected.

Now I think I am bewildered about what I did in my life

and why I stayed where I stayed.

I have written to the British royal family and asked them to consider

adopting me. I think I would be a good addition as I know how to dress

and have beautiful table manners and I really feel comfortable with a strict schedule.

I would know instinctively how to back out of a room, and how to occupy

myself during the daytime hours.

I would certainly never embarrass anyone and I like the idea of knowing

what was going to happen for the next 7000 days.

I love dogs so I would fit right in.

I look good in riding clothes even though I am 70 but the horse

always knows I am afraid  of him.

I don’t think it’s a lot to ask of the royal family because they need help

and so do I. It’s a very equitable solution for all. I don’t need a title

though  I would like a crown. I like the idea of living in a house

with many other people who have no idea how many people are actually living

In the house. It’s the idea of all those bodies there that brings comfort

and the prescribed nature of life which is soothing.

Beauty: what is it?

AUTHOR

We’ll do anything to watch a sunset on a clear summer day at the beach. We’ll stand and stare and remain silent, as suffused shades of orange stretch over the horizon. Meanwhile, the sun, like a painter who keeps changing his mind about which colors to use, finally resolves everything with shades of pink and light yellow, before sinking, finally, into stunning whiteness.

Suddenly, we are marveled and uplifted, pulled out of our small, ordinary lives and taken to a realm far richer and more eloquent than anything we know.

Call it enchantment, the difference between the time-bound and the timeless, between us and the otherworldly. All beauty and art evoke harmonies that transport us to a place where, for only seconds, time stops and we are one with the world. It is the best life has to offer.

Under the spell of beauty, we experience a rare condition called plenitude, where we want for nothing. It isn’t just a feeling. Or if it is, then it’s a feeling like love — yes, exactly like love. Love, after all, is the most intimate thing we know. And feeling one with someone or something isn’t just an unrivaled condition, but one we do not want to live without.

We fall in love with sunsets and beaches, with tennis, with works of art, with places like Tuscany and the Rockies and the south of France, and, of course, with other people — not just because of who or what they are, but because they promise to realign us with our better selves, with the people we’ve always known we were but neglected to become, the people we crave to be before our time runs out.

André Aciman is the author of “Call Me by Your Name” and “Find Me.”

Found this the other day but lost the author

We enter solitude, in which also we lose loneliness…

True solitude is found in the wild places, where one is without human obligation.

One’s inner voices become audible. One feels the attraction of one’s most intimate sources.

In consequence, one responds more clearly to other lives. The more coherent one becomes within oneself as a creature, the more fully one enters into the communion of all creatures.