Saturated in Patience

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“The future is there… looking back at us. Trying to make sense of the fiction we will have become.”  ~  William Gibson, Pattern Recognition

“Tomorrow belongs to those who can hear it coming”  ~  David Bowie

“The future is already here – it’s just not evenly distributed.  ~  William Gibson

“Change is the law of life. And those who look only to the past or the present are certain to miss the future.    ~  John F. Kennedy

What an odd few days it has been since Wednesday. A lot of it has been about the soul, and my soul has been messing with my sense of time, as soul’s are wont to do, if they want to. I had Wednesday and Thursday off from work, then worked Friday, and then I had the whole weekend off. Today is the second day of some serious pattern-breaking activity, or lack thereof. There is a smidge of both right now. And my sleep patterns have been kinda sorta all wonky. Ah dude I can’t even tell you dude! Surf’s up dude. That’s all I can say; and I really mean it as well.  Kowabunga!!! Whew, I gotta go watch a bit of the sunrise right now. Busy backson, said Pooh.

About 20º out there. The clouds up on the high summits are whispering of a storm that may be a comin’. Bring it on. But think about it: clouds almost always whisper, except when they shout along with thunder. That’s kind of poetic, I know, but I’ve had to wrestle with a poetic sense of perspective these past few days, and it is starting to bring me around. See, there’s been a load of conundrums tickling me, and I at first reckoned these puzzling feelings could be reconciled. Yeh, but the process is a slow one. Silly me, I should have known. Puzzles seem to be more about changes that evolve through the process of overthinking than they are about solutions. And so on and so forth. I made a choice last Wednesday. A tiny, momentary action followed that choice. No biggie. How can something so small shift a big ol’ thing like the soul? But here’s the thing  .  .  .  I tend to see time as non-linear. Past, present, and future, all at once; simultaneous. I watched the film “Arrival”, with Amy Adams(!), last night. It deals with this non-linear time concept. But this ain’t a movie review so let’s move on, shall we. The thing I’m thinking here is akin to the Celtic spiritual view of Longing. And what I’m feeling is how an event and/or situation in my future might have advised me to make that little choice I recently made. Let that sink in. It’s not really destiny I am on about here. Or is it? Future memory. I don’t know. If I adopt that view of things, what’s done is done, and alls I need now is patience. I made that choice for some reason, or toward some purpose. You know, to be honest here, I think I’ve come about as close as I can get to putting these vast feelings into words. And to continue being honest, I actually already have become patient. And here I sit. And furthermore it is laundry day, so I shall venture forth and do that thing, and have a sweet time doing it, and I will along the way watch for signs, omens, harbingers, whatever. Herein lies magic. Maybe that magic will show itself to me and maybe not. But I am truly in a state of being, saturated in patience. Soooo, whatever.

Peace out, y’all. Goof gloriously.

 

 

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