I just woke up from the strangest of dreams: me on my wedding day! Yeah, I was getting married, but I didn't know to who! The dream took place in a gathering room. This audience was seated in folding chairs. I was on the groom's side seated next to my mom and dad on the other side of the aisle was where the bride's family and friends were. My mind flashed to a girl I had a crush on in high school, and I thought, "Wow, somehow I did the impossible, and got her to agree to marry." But then the fact-based side of my brain took over, and I knew that couldn't be the case because several years ago I looked that girl up on social media, and found her to be married with children not to far from where I was living in Western Washington.
"The dream" I had didn't last long. It was kinda melancholy which is bad when you're dreaming of the day of your own wedding. I remember thinking, who would marry me? I was in a room about to say, "I do" to I-don't-know-who!
Kinda farcical, right? The day of my wedding and I was looking across the room searching for clues in the bride's section for who I would be marrying shortly. Hey, I was in a conundrum, I had to know the name of the girl so I could complete my vows before the priest!
How weird is that?! I didn't even know the name of the girl I was about to marry!
But at least I'm still dreaming and thinking about girls on some kind of subconscious level. AND there is Sue Foster, one of my mother's prayer partners from Bonney Lake, Washigton; who told my mom the Lord would "complete me" in Tennessee.
Faith and romance... Hmmm. Never been one to doubt the Lord --and I'm not going to start now! So, I'll take in on FAITH that the Lord will complete that which concerns me. It's been a long, hard, mostly lonely journey that's for sure. 52 and 1/2 with NO ROMANTIC prospects (can only go poop brown when confessing that) really sets the stage for the Lord to get all the glory when I do finally get "completed".
Yeah, I do look forward to being completed. I wasn't made to live life being alone all the time. Sure, as a writer, there are times you have to be alone to do your art; but God never intended that to be a 24/7 360 days a year prison sentence!
As you get older your views and context of things change. As I write this post I have the song and harmony for Taylor Swift's "State Of Grace" --
Going through my head. A couple nights ago I scrolled through T.S. most recent re-release: Red (Taylor's Version) on I-tunes and downloaded three new songs: Red, State of Grace, and --
The last of those songs, Message in a Bottle, has a lot of clips from Message in a Bottle (1999) which starred Robin Wright Penn and Kevin Costner. Off IMBD here's the logline for that Costner/Penn movie:
A woman discovers a tragic love letter in a bottle on a beach, and is determined to track down its author.
Well now that sounds like the making of a sappy, romantic drama to me. I've never seen this Nicolas Sparks inspired movie; but it made its way into a Taylor Swift music video 10/11 years after its initial release. Makes me think Taylor Swift watched it and it inspired her mind, which then got expressed in the art she does, which is singing and performing. I have yet to watch this movie, Message in Bottle. Yeah, I went through a phase where I watched at lot of ROMANTIC COMEDY movies, BUT I never really connected with ROMANTIC DRAMA style movies like say THE NOTEBOOK. I am a guy. And guys view romance differently than girls. Been a long time since The Notebook (2004) was talked about. This another ROMANTIC DRAMA adaptation from Nicholas Sparks. I think I've watched it 1 and 1/2 times. Since it's out of the public conscious here's the trailer for that one:
Celebrating women in games of courtship
One of the tenant truths of romantic comedies that I've expressed several times on this blogsite, which also a tenant of romantic dramas.
Don't worry, I'm not pursuing Taylor Swift anymore to read my scripts or interface with me anymore. When people bring that up at an online site I frequent, everything they say on that front is easy to dismiss, even though earlier in 2021 I did pursue her. So why go back and listen to her music again? Because SOME of it is romaticaly alive , and in some capacity I hope to fill that in my own life. Hopefully in the near future.
Romance is an inspiration of sorts. And some of Taylor Swift's music really captures the magic of being in love in a fun way. I'm pretty sure T.S. song State of Grace was based on when Calvin Harris came into her life and became her boyfriend. Of course now she's with someone else (a Brit named Joe Alwyn) so where does that leave that song I liked? I liked State of Grace because I think it captures a content girl at happy time in her life -- she's enjoying an unexpected romance. How fun is that?!
Funny how some people are so boat-loaded with romance that they are drunk off it, while others are ravaged souls coming in off the Sahara desert desperate for a drink of water.
Hey, is there an age limit for moments like this?
I'm not one to try to go back and map out T.S. love life when I listen to her music, because that's not how romantic music is supposed to work. When you release something as a professional artist it's supposed to resonate in the heart of whoever takes in it. They process it. And the song entertains them in some capacity.
In watching the teenage girls at a Taylor Swift concert and seeing their over-the-top fawning over her, I think that all ties back to those girls own desires to have romances of their own. And then seeing Taylor Swift is like a release for them where they live vicariously through their idol and get to experience the same highs and lows that the pop diva did.
Taylor Swift fans are very passionate people. And, sorry to say, they really don't have anyone else to look to. Pop music is really, really bad; from my point of view. Anyway, I've rambled on enough about that artist. It's just when you listen to her music, I've got to form a context of how to process it in light of my detractors who beset me occasionally.
The day of my wedding ...
... And I don't even know the girl's name, but am looking across the halls for clues who she might be. There's some message in a bottle rift there that's for sure.
With how Sahara desert my love life and social life in general has been, I'm glad I have writing as an outlet. The cool thing with what I'm writing now is it is subject matter that naturally engages the mind of my mom. My mom is my best friend, and a stand-up Christian. She is a lot more boisterous about her faith too. Wish I was more like her. Guess I need to be praying more and reading more of my bible. I haven't shared or read any of my movie scripts with her for a long-long time. Gravesite Crows is a slasher-horror movie. That's not really born-again Christian fare. Nor was Preyorium, The Commune, or the raunchy So Go Back & Get Her series. But The Beautiful Kingdom IS DIFFERENT! A good kind of different. It has elements of faith and godliness in it. Furthermore I am committed to honoring Jesus, the Holy Father, and the Holy Spirit in this one. I'm going to entertain you, and at the same time honor the Godhead. Yep, that's what I'm committed to.
So as I close, I don't have the answer why I was dreaming of my wedding day and trying to find out it was I was marrying. Yeah, it's kinda comical. Over time I've developed a good and healthy sense of humor about my life. It's pretty easy to deal with my distractors too. I have a good sense of what matters and what does not. Plus flippant people who hide behind false names are easy to dismiss.
Can't believe it's already Christmas Eve as I write this. Still, have the song State of Grace by Taylor Swift of her Red (Taylor's version) running through my mind as finish this post. 52 1/2, romantically alive and still engaged with it, ready for something good to finally come into my life. State of grace indeed!
Merry Christmas from,
E.C. Henry from Kingsport, Tennessee