Today's word: Named
It is Monday, darling. A new week opens its hands and asks where you would like to go.
Today's word is Named. What you call by its true name begins, quietly, to turn toward you.
A woman slides into the back seat of a car on a grey Monday morning. The driver glances at her in the mirror and asks where she is headed.
“Oh, somewhere around the centre,” she says. “Wherever is easiest.”
The engine hums. The car does not move.
The universe speaks, patient and kind.
The universe speaks
“I can take you anywhere.”
“I cannot take you to wherever is easiest.”
She smiles, a little caught. Then she says the street, the number, and the blue door she has been picturing for months.
The car slips into the morning traffic as if it had known the way all along.
The field does not move on vagueness. It moves on an address.
You were never asking for too much, darling. You were only asking so softly that it sounded like you might not mind going without.
This week begins in a clear voice. Name the place, and let yourself be carried there.
It is already yours, darling.