the mists of avalon

“There is no such thing as a true tale. Truth has many faces and the truth is like to the old road to Avalon; it depends on your own will, and your own thoughts, whither the road will take you.” ― Marion Zimmer Bradley, The Mists of Avalon

i read “the mists of avalon” so long ago it almost seems connected to another life. it was a magical read and full of romantic ideas.  the metaphor of reality slipping in and out of sight via mists has remained with me all these years.

my understanding and knowledge of life have paralleled this coming and going that are described by the magical avalon disappearing and reappearing over time.

i am reminded of avalon and the mists that circumvent it at this crossroads in my journey. i find myself poised to expericenc validation and success while my knowledge of what has been and how i always was float in and blur what might otherwise be seen.

remaining uninvested in the outcome somehow waivers in its importance. a real challenge here is perhaps twofold. i am noticing my own vulnerability with regard to my path. the probability of self knowledge in the dance of nature versus nurtue.


Now the party’s over I’m so tired Then I see you coming Out of nowhere Much communication in a motion Without conversation or a notion Avalon When the samba takes you Out of nowhere And the background’s fading Out of focus Yes the picture changing Every moment And your destination You don’t know it Avalon When you bossa nova There’s no holding Would you have me dancing Out of nowhere Avalon

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