As all three of my readers may have noticed- I did not publish a post last week. I was in the midst of writing one and the three of us -my partner, our son and myself – took a trip up north. After just having been there a day in a half – the post no longer felt relevant.
So, I decided-for the week, to give the blog a break.
Something came to mind that I heard years ago – attributed to the Buddha – about never staying in the same place more than a night. At the time Im sure I discounted this advice as being of the times- in todays world; we all need shelter. Though – it did get me to think about how easy it is to get stuck and mired by the everyday.
Somehow a relatively short trip away helped me unlock from the mental patterns I was unknowingly stuck in.
I’m reminded of the importance of spontaneity and periodically breaking away from our routines before they break us.
On the close to four hour drive home- we listened to a few podcasts and a few things stood out -and I jotted them down.
One was concerning the technologies that have been suppressed over time – like fusion and things I understand very little of but – the gist being that we’ve differed progress for the sake of money. Time and time again.
I thought of how we unconsciously choose the temporary over the eternal. I felt – in that moment, a perspective I wish I could retain in the forefront with all of my decisions and actions.
Keeping the expanse of time and wisdom spanning before me within view and giving the perfunctory energy to the temporary.
We heard another interview with an older gentleman – a playwright- and I was tuning some of it out as I played with my son-George, in the backseat. Then he said something that managed to cut through … “When desire is there – you’ll find a way to do it”. And – again , I thought of the seemingly simple trades we are perpetually making – draining our energy and – our desires to contribute to the whole-along with it.
So let’s keep our vessels healthy and clean so that we may better serve the eternal within us.
With that – I’ll leave you with two random notes I had scribbled down.
(We live in front of a cemetery -situated next to the park and we spend alot of time there) I stopped my son George from running on the graves and he cried.
I nursed George as chimpanzees groomed each other on the television.
