Secrets

Last summer, I mentioned here my long recurring dream of mailing tiny letters to tiny mailboxes in hidden locations around town. I've never known what it meant, but as it happened, I was buying Valentine cards for my son's class when I came upon just such a mailbox, and what's more, these tiny envelopes with slips of paper inside them. They are very tiny indeed (see dime for scale) much like the ones I'd dreamed of.

Did I immediately hatch a plan to write secret messages inside and sneakily conceal them around town? Of course I did. Am I going to tell you what they were? No way.

Some secrets can only be revealed by the whims of serendipity.

A Multitude Of Moonmen

For many years now, I've had  recurring dreams of sending tiny little letters in tiny little envelopes through a series of tiny mailboxes concealed in strange places.

It's never been clear what the messages are, or to whom, but in the interest of evoking this dream, I have made a collection of tiny cards and envelopes. Perhaps soon I will know where to send them.

Temple Bells

Tonight I was rummaging through a box of various items when I spotted an old green notebook.It was my 1994 diary, which was interesting, in light of last night's post.

I opened it at random, to an entry that (unbeknownst to me at the time) would prove important to my future.

"Very cold today. I didn't go out once, except to get the mail. There was a strange letter from Victoria, TX, addressed to my true name. Mystified, I opened it. It was from N. This was a surprise. I didn't know she had moved.

She'd sent her number, so I called her and ran up my phone bill. It was a good conversation, though, it was really nice to speak to her again. She was outside on her balcony smoking cigarettes, and the sound of wind chimes echoed into the phone, like she was sitting in a new age temple or a psychic bookstore. I imagined her there in Victoria, beneath the wind chimes in the misty rain, flicking her lighter again and again."

This letter was the precipitating event in a series leading to my own move to Victoria less than 2 years later.

The Cosmic Joker, for his part, couldn't resist getting a poke in, either. The date on the entry was January 28, 1994. Exactly 24 years ago today.

Lest I ever think I'm the one writing this story.