{"id":864,"date":"2020-09-27T18:53:25","date_gmt":"2020-09-27T18:53:25","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/hughesgallery.net\/barbarahelveyhughes\/?p=864"},"modified":"2020-09-28T00:49:19","modified_gmt":"2020-09-28T00:49:19","slug":"dimensions","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/hughesgallery.net\/barbarahelveyhughes\/2020\/09\/27\/dimensions\/","title":{"rendered":"Dimensions"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-large\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"960\" height=\"237\" src=\"https:\/\/hughesgallery.net\/barbarahelveyhughes\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/09\/9-27-2020-Dimensions-TIFFANY-BUILDNG-POTLAND.jpg-2.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-865\" srcset=\"https:\/\/hughesgallery.net\/barbarahelveyhughes\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/09\/9-27-2020-Dimensions-TIFFANY-BUILDNG-POTLAND.jpg-2.jpg 960w, https:\/\/hughesgallery.net\/barbarahelveyhughes\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/09\/9-27-2020-Dimensions-TIFFANY-BUILDNG-POTLAND.jpg-2-300x74.jpg 300w, https:\/\/hughesgallery.net\/barbarahelveyhughes\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/09\/9-27-2020-Dimensions-TIFFANY-BUILDNG-POTLAND.jpg-2-768x190.jpg 768w, https:\/\/hughesgallery.net\/barbarahelveyhughes\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/09\/9-27-2020-Dimensions-TIFFANY-BUILDNG-POTLAND.jpg-2-604x149.jpg 604w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 960px) 100vw, 960px\" \/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-audio\"><audio controls src=\"https:\/\/hughesgallery.net\/barbarahelveyhughes\/audio\/Dimensions.m4a?_t=1601235200\"><\/audio><\/figure>\n\n\n<p class=\"fonts-plugin-block\" style=\"font-weight: normal;font-size: 15px;line-height: 1.3\"><strong><em>Dimensions<\/em><\/strong><br>\u00a0<br>Things are constantly in flux \u00a0<br>everything speeds up, slows down.<br>We comprehend in glimpses ~<br>oh, if only we could see!<br>\u00a0<br>Are dimensions parallel?<br>Crisscrossing, intersecting?<br>Twinklings we call D\u00e9j\u00e0 vu?<br>Lives we recognize only<br>in dreams or whenever the<br>unexpected connection<br>with another human soul \u00a0<br>solidifies suspicions?<br>What do we do\/can we say?<br>\u00a0<br>We shake them off with a laugh<br>or a sigh: conveniently<br>forget to make mention of<br>inexplicable junctures<br>to anyone, except to<br>\u2018strangers\u2019 or to someone with<br>us in the \u2018waiting in line<br>at the register\u2019 delays<br>when if the listener comments,<br>later, \u2018Boy I met a whack<br>job this morning at Safeway\u2019 \u00a0<br>no one cares, no one questions.<br>\u00a0<br>I caught them during childhood.<br>Shook off as \u2018I don\u2019t know what<br>this is\u2019 and went about the<br>more important business of<br>play.\u00a0 Yes, play is important.\u00a0<br>I noticed them during young<br>adulthood and even more<br>as a college student.\u00a0 The<br>puzzle spilled, apparent, on \u00a0<br>my subconsciousness\u2019 table.<br>It struggled for the surface ~<br>grasped by whatever current<br>dimension I occupied. \u00a0<br>Sporadically, they seeped<br>into my crystallized thoughts.\u00a0<br>The real ones.\u00a0 The \u2018AHA\u2019 ones.<br>Ones we seldom acknowledge<br>and barely discuss except,<br>but, one on one with ourselves.<br>\u00a0<br>I\u2019m a firm believer that<br>when we are ready, people<br>arrive; we read impactful<br>words and allow them entry;<br>we hear a melody or<br>lyrics which register; we<br>notice paintings or photos<br>and can\u2019t stop looking.\u00a0 We watch<br>a movie and we know.\u00a0 We<br>understand. We crest a hill<br>and look\u2026and we are moved so<br>profoundly we feel as if<br>our singular heart might burst.<br>We stand there, without movement<br>and we look and we feel and<br>we KNOW.\u00a0 Defining Moments.<br>\u00a0<br>The best we can hope for is<br>we recognize a couple<br>of these constants. \u00a0Awaken.<br>See beyond exteriors.<br>\u00a0<br>But we contemporaries<br>constantly move, constantly<br>speak, are always a tither<br>wasting energy, fighting,<br>posturing, and confronting.<br>\u00a0<br>We have little time to waste\u2026<br>on things we can\u2019t measure or<br>evaluate with our five<br>senses, disregarding the<br>sixth and most important.\u00a0 The<br>reckoning travels toward<br>us. Who will know it\u2019s arrived?<br>\u00a0<br>We think it\u2019s one thing, but it<br>might be something else: who knows?<br>\u00a0<br>You and I say exactly<br>the same thing at exactly<br>the same time and we laugh. I<br>think something, then you turn to<br>me and tell me exactly<br>what I just thought. I see you<br>in a dream, but it isn\u2019t<br>now: it must be some Other<br>Time, but I don\u2019t know you.\u00a0 You<br>live three thousand miles away<br>and we will never meet.\u00a0 The<br>Universe conspires to make<br>everything happen so that<br>we might live our intentions<br>and if you can\u2019t see that or<br>won\u2019t believe it, how sorry<br>I am for you, because you<br>cannot see the magic of<br>this glorious paradigm.<br>\u00a0<br>I always wondered if we<br>would, somehow, meet in person.<br>\u00a0<br>\u00a0<br>\u00a0<br>9-26-2020 by Barbara Helvey Hughes<br>Getty image appears on front page of this poem<br>For Peter McKinnon, who jumped and spun through space and time to find me.<br>Love is the language spoken here.<br>\u00a0<br>\u00a0<br>\u00a0<br>\u00a0<br>\u00a0<br>\u00a0<\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":867,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[2],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-864","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/hughesgallery.net\/barbarahelveyhughes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/864","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/hughesgallery.net\/barbarahelveyhughes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/hughesgallery.net\/barbarahelveyhughes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/hughesgallery.net\/barbarahelveyhughes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/hughesgallery.net\/barbarahelveyhughes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=864"}],"version-history":[{"count":6,"href":"https:\/\/hughesgallery.net\/barbarahelveyhughes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/864\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":873,"href":"https:\/\/hughesgallery.net\/barbarahelveyhughes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/864\/revisions\/873"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/hughesgallery.net\/barbarahelveyhughes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/867"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/hughesgallery.net\/barbarahelveyhughes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=864"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/hughesgallery.net\/barbarahelveyhughes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=864"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/hughesgallery.net\/barbarahelveyhughes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=864"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}