Try to imagine that you’ve never seen a sunset.
Now picture yourself on top of a mountain in the evening. You look to the west and see clouds. As the sun sinks beyond the horizon, the sky starts filling with dramatic color. The light show is stunning, because the sky which had been just blue and gray and white only minutes before looks like something out of a dream.
You don’t know what this is. You might feel awe. You might feel scared. You might feel like worshipping a Creator who is making this happen. You might feel a hundred different things. But your heart would know you were witnessing something majestic and stunning and powerful.
If you know what this is, you just call it a sunset and enjoy it. You understand the way it works and why it happens. But until you’ve experienced it and come to understand it, there is no way you could imagine such a stunning natural spectacle. You would have no frame of reference for it.
Right now, I am trying to create something brand new. I can almost see it, but I’m still blind. I can feel it. I’m stumbling toward something that is brand new — and it is as different to me as it would be to experience a sunset for the first time.

Surreal dream wakes, shakes me; which is reality, which is dream?
Cancer unexpectedly took Lucy before old age could finish her
Obama: ‘…all the choices we’ve made have been the right ones…’
My love of ‘fur friends’ stems from the callousness I saw in my father
Now that his threat is truly gone, I realize my father hated himself
With millions jobless, U.S. companies struggle to find skilled workers
Eviction moratorium is pure theft; it’s a sign of creeping socialism
Private property ownership is just an illusion in this country today
Briefly: Sufjan Stevens album always evokes old feelings about my mother