Balance
I am increasingly of the opinion that we go through life both leaving threads to find our way home, and shooting arrows into the future for us to find at a later date. And so it is, that a woman I met and worked with briefly 7 years ago sent me an email at the end of last year regarding an open call for creative writing around the topic of ‘caves’ for a magazine to accompany the ‘Hollow Earth’ exhibition at Nottingham Contemporary Art Gallery. I’ve never actually been inside a cave, oh wait, I have once, in New Zealand, some sort of black water rafting experience, the ‘black’ referring to the fact that we couldn’t see as we floated down an underground river in an inner tube. Wow, I want a thread to connect me back to her! She was so much more adventurous/foolhardy (delete as you see fit) than the version of myself I am currently inhabiting! (Oooh and a quick Google search has brought it all back, including the magical glow worms on the roof of the cave that were beyond the reach