Echoes

…has there not always been some secret attraction which the others are curiously ignorant of- something, not to be identified with, but always on the verge of breaking through, the smell of cut wood in the workshop or the clap-clap of water against the boat’s side?

Are not all lifelong friendships born at that moment when at last you meet another human being who has some inkling (but faint and uncertain even in the best) of that something which you were born desiring, and which, beneath the flux of other desires and in all the momentary silences in between the louder passions, night and day, year by year, from childhood to old age, you are looking for, watching for, listening for?

You have never had it.

All the things that have ever deeply possessed your soul have been but hints of it- tantalizing glimpses, promises never quite fulfilled, echoes that died away just as they reached your ear. But if it should really become manifest- if there ever came an echo that did not die away but swelled into the sound itself– you would know it. Beyond all possibility of doubt you would say,

“Here at last is the thing I was made for.”

We cannot tell each other about it. It is the secret signature of each soul, the incommunicable and unappeasable want, the thing we desired before we met our partners or made our friends or chose our work; and which we will still desire on our deathbeds, when the mind no longer knows partner or friend or work.

While we are, this is.

If we lose this, we lose all.

-C. S. Lewis

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4 Responses to Echoes

  1. KathyB! says:

    I love C.S. Lewis. I’m reading the Chronicles to my youngest and hope to familiarize them with who he was as a person as well. Very eloquently stated.

  2. erin says:

    oops, i was just about to tell you how you are starting to sound like lewis. love that passage. are you reading problem of pain?

  3. Stacey says:

    One of my favorite Lewis quotes… it’s beautiful for its truth, isn’t it?

  4. faemom says:

    wow. Thanks for posting this.

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