Michelle, this is so beautifully written. I found my heart cheering on your own, jazzy, heart as I pictured it working so hard to serve you. Tripping, but rising.
Bless your heart, in the most literal sense.
Whenever I lay my head on my beloved’s chest I find great comfort in hearing its rhythm. Such is my way, I also allow myself to acknowledge that there will come a time when it will pulse its last pulse; a thought that always evokes a deep sadness, alongside an even deeper reverence, and love.
Michelle - Beautifully and thoughtfully composed once again. Listening or seeing bodily functions via technological intervention always seems to feel invasive. Not that the information isn’t important but there’s always an element of an alien encounter on screen taking place - which is strange since the alien in fact the patient.
Thank you Tracey. I was grumped at by a surly & probably exhausted tech during Lockdown. He wanted to know why I was crying. When I asked if he felt awe seeing living people’s heats beating on his screen he was nonplussed. No, he told me, firmly ending the conversation.
Michelle, this is so beautifully written. I found my heart cheering on your own, jazzy, heart as I pictured it working so hard to serve you. Tripping, but rising.
Bless your heart, in the most literal sense.
Whenever I lay my head on my beloved’s chest I find great comfort in hearing its rhythm. Such is my way, I also allow myself to acknowledge that there will come a time when it will pulse its last pulse; a thought that always evokes a deep sadness, alongside an even deeper reverence, and love.
Thank you Chloe. You’ve captured that feeling of the beloved’s heartbeat so well, as I would expect.
Michelle - Beautifully and thoughtfully composed once again. Listening or seeing bodily functions via technological intervention always seems to feel invasive. Not that the information isn’t important but there’s always an element of an alien encounter on screen taking place - which is strange since the alien in fact the patient.
Yes, I did think of your art series ‘Intimations of Immortality’ as I always do when having tests done. I really appreciated this alien encounter.
I love the way you have captured this somewhat invasiveness incident with such beauty and understanding. Beautifully written too xx
Thank you Tracey. I was grumped at by a surly & probably exhausted tech during Lockdown. He wanted to know why I was crying. When I asked if he felt awe seeing living people’s heats beating on his screen he was nonplussed. No, he told me, firmly ending the conversation.