365, Day 144: What Dreams May Come

365, Day 144

On this date, one year ago, two friends died in a terrible car crash. This week, I learned that one of the assistant directors for the opera company I worked with in the summer lost her husband in a terrible car crash that happened while they were on their honeymoon. They had been married for three days. And last year, right around this same time period, I lost my job and almost lost my own life within a week’s timespan.

All this has gotten me thinking about death and life and about the power of imagination, of the power of story, and of the power of words to create the reality we both live in and live without. Much of my research seems to deal with the notion of boundaries and crossings and with “technologies of interface” that help mediate between worlds- the seen and the unseen, the mundane and the sacred, the living and the dead. Perhaps the “work of the imagination”, as anthropologist Arjun Appadurai terms it, is to do just this, creating new spaces and new ways of experiencing that which we might think of as discreet and bounded.

(© Karen Opp. All rights reserved.)

About Karen

I am a fifty-something anthropology student, an artist, dancer, photographer, healer, mother, grandmother and perennial seeker. I am distracted by shiny things and infused with a sense of wonder at the world around me and people in general. I am a “journey” person who often wishes that I could have a “destination” day at least every now and then…
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5 Responses to 365, Day 144: What Dreams May Come

  1. What bad tidings, all at once. I’m at the opposite of happenings, a bunch of family birthdays happen around now. I hope your imagination does create a new way of organizing your thoughts about these events. Best of luck!


    • Karen says:

      Many thanks, Brenda. My birthday time is in the spring- it’s funny how events can seem to cluster in some families. And, yes, I believe that work of “re-imagining” is always very helpful.

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      • My birthday is in the spring, too. But I enjoy celebrating with my oldest son, who’s birthday’s coming. And my stepmom and mother-in-law… 🙂


      • Karen says:

        Well, interestingly enough, *my* birthday is in November (in the quarter of the year I historically have just had to try to stagger through) but 4 of my 6 kids and one grandchild was born between the end of March and the end of April. Opportunities for mourning and for celebration abound. I wonder, often, whether they are just two sides of the same coin, right?

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      • You’re right, no doubt. One is the foil for the other.


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