August 19, 2008

  • Chop wood, carry water, part 432.5.a

    Somewhere in the distance, an air horn blows. Means it’s noon– the sound comes from the paper mill. Somewhere, people are breaking for lunch, shifts are changing, people go about the daily stuff of life.

    Whatever is going on in the Universe at the moment, it seems to be keeping everyone running in a frantic pattern of overload. I can’t turn around without bumping into someone else whose life is completely upside down with overload… like the Cosmos is throwing some kind of collective “test” at everyone… smirking as She says “Oh, so you actually thought you were going to have five minutes to eat a sandwich? Here, let me give you a crisis phone call, to eat up those five minutes… wouldn’t want you to get complacent, in your own age.

    The thing that always puzzles me is how often it holds true that we seem to be plugged into some giant Cosmic biorhythm. When it’s crunch time, it seems to be crunch time for everyone. When it’s slack time, everyone is sitting around, wondering if anything is ever going to end the boredom.

    I sat here, realizing that I only had three more “iterations” of eBay sales to go, before I leave town, at the beginning of October. And with that, realizing that I am caught in the same frenzy as everyone else, whose lives seem to be crunching. Because October is important.

    (For a moment, I pause to ponder that “eBay” has become a “word.” And it’s spell checked. It’s “eBay,” not “ebay” or “Ebay.”)

    Sometimes I wonder whether all the ups and downs are directly connected to the fact that we search out “things to do” while life is “slow” and end up paying the price later. That, instead of merely enjoying the fact that we can watch the grass grow when things are slow… and not fiddle with the formula.

    Excuse me. I have to go. There are things to do.

Comments (7)

  • You’re right. How many of us could watch the grass grow without noticing that we should cut it, mow it, fertilize it, water it, or that the neighbour has better grass and wonder why?

  • Yes, agreed! And I like the idea of next time it’s slow to just watch the grass grow… have a Walden season of just being.

  • Sitting around doing nothing is not my thing either.

  • I hope you take some time out for some fun.  I did and really enjoyed it. It helps to make it all work out somehow.  I guess maybe it’s crunch then fun, crunch then fun(?)

  • OH!  Okay.  I get it now.

    “Crunch Time”.

    This is twice this morning you’ve made me laugh.  I Love You!

  • The oveload part is true for me, but as long as it crunches me, instead of crushing me, I should be all right. I can use the exercise.

  • I remember when eBay kept me away from Xanga. Now I stay away because I can’t bear to open my heart to another friend here only to have them walk away.

    But I do return to check on those I have left behind.

    Glad we’re still connected … somewhere out there!

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