The jar in the garden

[wunder]

In the garden, there is a large earthen jar, very tall, taller than me, very heavy. I walk around it, my hand lightly brushing the blue glazed surface. I wonder what’s inside and I haul myself over the rim. It is empty, so empty that is enticing and I want to get in, so I climb lightly into the jar. The surface there is different from the outside, unglazed and not as smooth, but I settle comfortably inside this emptiness, my back resting against one side and my feet up on the other. Then, just when I was feeling so snug, the jar becomes transparent and I can see the whole garden around me and all the trees and flowers and I smile because it feels so nice. And then I see that there is another jar, just like the first one, the one I am in, not very far away, and I dream about how it would feel to be inside the great emptiness there.

[Erin Cole]

Yes, climbing into the jar and looking at the world, unafraid, is cool. The next jar presents a quest, to see things differently again?

[Joe Gensle]

I read this. Thought, "Okay." I went to another blog. Then retuned, because I kept envisioning it. Then saw myself in a jar [albeit huge] and seeing the garden. And the other jar. Outstanding-- !

[Paul de Denus]

I like this too- like a kid in a candy store wanting the jar of candy-only she's inside the jar

[jkdavies]

I do like this, it is certainly very dreamlike