The World is an Orange (Federico García Lorca)
-Are you sure that you are not
afraid to find scary things as in Stephen King’s stories as we go on our search
among the stalks? asks the voice.
-Are you kidding me? I answer. Why
would I? I left my fears being sung out by Jeanne Mas in her song that still resonates in the red
stopover of the maze.
-We did not talk much about the
lyrics, did we? I feel like knowing more.
-Well, the first lines state “si on m’avait conseillée, j’aurais commis
moins d’erreurs, j’aurais su me pardonner toutes les fois que j’ai eu peur”.
Basically, it means
that she would have made fewer mistakes if she had had people advising her, and
also that she would have known how to forgive herself every time she was
scared. However, I also think that “what ifs” are not too productive. We learn
from our mistakes, and we learn that we are faster and faster and better and
better at saying “ok, been there done that, and I’ve been learning how to
forgive myself now”. So I think it was just a catchy song, that’s why I liked
it by then…
-Haha! Yeah, yeah… Catchy touchy…
You know, as well as I do, that nothing happens “for nothing”, says the voice.
But I also agree about “having been there and done that”, and I feel the
immense pleasure of forgiving oneself too, so it’s the perfect timing for our
next color step in the maze.
-Why? Do you already know where our
steps are going to take us? I ask.
