What a title...I thought to myself but being that it is still dawn and partially night still, a few birds slowly singing to the rise of the sun, which is still in the backgroud, most of the day is covered with an overcast that promises some rain. I like it. I like the freshness and slight cold sneaking through the cracks of the house. The cars all pulling through the boulevard, now one has yet the energy to start the honking and speeding, that usually takes off around 9:30 or 9:45am.
The cycle of rushing, not having enough time, rushing where? Where is the race? Taking pauses is the greatest relief I can think of. Just knowing that everything that is suppose to happen will happen at exactly the moment it is suppose to happen. The issue is how do I stay still enough, how to create enough stillness so that the seduction that tells you otherwise does not overflow into your system and takes over so that you find yourself in that same place racing on the hamster wheel, over and over again.
Keeping momentum long enough so that a shift can occur through the crack that becomes available because it is never a given, it may open up in the oddest times and situations. As I start complaining about my hidden fears or worries, my roommate moves over to the window of my room and says: a homeless, come and look. We are so damm lucky, we could be out there pushing a cart, in the cold with no where to go, hungry perhaps. Yes, here I am in the comfort of my room, heated house and refining how I walk through the portals of life!
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