My poor deck candle couldn't handle the heat yesterday and went flaccid. The once proud and upright candle now leans horizontally, as if it was perpetually prepared to clinch the prize trophy in a limbo competition at a beach party.
I was contemplating some emergency wax injections to help restore it to the luster of it's youth, but I kind of like it the way it is now. There shall be no cosmetic lifts for this stick of wax!
I think that it holds a great deal of potential in it's new form. It would be ideal for some wax drippings, easily hovering over an envelope to make and old fashioned seal.
I could also construct some candle holders that mount sideways on the wall, thus giving my bent candle a new lease on life and allowing it once again to stand upright, pointing boldly towards the heavens.
It's a fantastic metaphor of course, as often we feel completely distorted and repositioned by forces in our lives that are seemingly beyond our control. In many ways the unexpected can occur in our lives in the blink of an eye, forcing a dramatic change of perspective.
The real question therefore is how do we define ourselves in light of the changes that are imposed on us? Are we merely bent out of shape and helpless, or do we suddenly have new avenues and possibilities before that were previously unimaginable?