Friday, 31 January 2025

Stars will Align

Today I recorded my video from the rooftop of the barnhouse, a clear day, but tomorrow there will be a rain storm, and next week a serious snow storm over the mountains. 

A bright news is that Boscolino is improving ! He is still weak, but over the day he made progresses, started eating again a bit more and solid/dry food, and came to see me this afternoon, when for the last week he was almost constantly sleeping. It's a real miracle. And he knows he owes me his life. He comes and sits just underneath me. It's very touching, as he's still tired, and it's an effort for him. But in this way, he feels safe.

And my story with Annelies is of course not over, far from it, no matter what her entourage may have thought, or may think. What happened 6, 7 years ago is a real shame. It is not something I like to linger on, nor to recall, but it is from time to time important to explain why I am so determinate now. Annelies confided her most precious secrets and memories with me, and asked from me things that human beings usually do not ask from another person. Despite me being a foreigner, she asked for my help, in many ways, and at multiple times, because, to quote her words, I was the only one who could truly understand her. And this is how I felt too. That she was the only person who truly understood me. That is why her words felt entirely authentic in my chest. It was not a random compliment, it was the truth. Over the years, I had the opportunities to see how great and deep and lasting was my impact on Annelies, and her impact on me. How, the presence of the other, his / her ideas, thoughts, feelings, emotions, dreams had the power to shape one another.

This is the meaning of true love. Something that gives a deeper meaning and a direction to your life. I was seeking Annelies all my life, before meeting her. I did not know her name, yet, it was her I was looking for. And she was looking for me.

But, when you meet such a deep and precious love, it is also scary because, if you have a wound, or a trauma, it makes you afraid to lose this love, this happiness, that feel so complete and perfect. This is what happened to Annelies, and this is the reason of her lie, of her confusion, and of all what happened.
But those around her were blind, stubborn and lacked compassion. That is the reason for which they did not understand nor see that the confusion and fear of Annelies hid something else.

And, that is a fault. A grave one even, especially in the case of Red-Oak. We shall not enter into the details of what happened in public. But, that mistake was grave enough for Red-Oak (the Earl) to be hidden in his silence now, because that is the only option he has.
My guess is that he does not even speak of this story with external persons, because, what happened is embarrassing for him, and he does not wish anyone external to know about it. 
The blogs and the emails that recall him his mistake and shortcomings on a daily basis are a thorn in his chest, yet, he can do nothing about them: he cannot stop them, nor complain about them. He is just glad this does not go farther, bringing to the public place a real account of what happened, and some unacceptable things that were done. And that won't happen, as I am a noble Prince, and my intent is not to hurt others, simply to bring Justice. 

But, there is something else we tend to forget. And those are Red-Oak's human feelings, and his sense of fairness, and the seriousness he takes in his role of father, despite all what happened, and the wound he currently has, related to the lie and the silence of his daughter.
There is perhaps the hidden door to open. Those texts, those emotions, those memories, slowly are making something rigid within Red-Oak's chest less rigid, until when this thing will be able to... move, and allow him to retrieve the plasticity of his emotions, and teach him about the necessity to forgive.

Today, one of the characters that I believe to be Annelies just sent me a song called "Stars will Align". I think that the title of this song says it all.



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