Posted by: littlefaith
Subject tags: transition, ritual, personal
on
Apr 17, 2009
I found an audio tape from a friend, a letter by recorded voice. It was really interesting to hear his voice, only 13-years-old, talking to me through time and space. But what a shock, he suggests on the tape that we should use up this 90-minute tape by recording back-to-back to each other and then we could send it back and forth until the time is used up. I thought to myself, ah, surely that didn't happen, because here I have the tape.
Surprise! At the end of his talking, suddenly I heard my own. I inform "him" that I had taped over something else I recorded two years ago, so that must've been my 15-year-old voice. I could hear the puberty in my voice, plus a little cold. I start out all over the place, trying to reconnect to this person I hadn't actually sent the tape back to during all that time, and in the end settle in to talking about the people I was now connected to in the new place. I seemed to be explaining why I hadn't written, why I was kind of transitioning to California from Texas, and why my new connections were becoming stronger than the old ones.
