Sunday, November 27, 2011

The Truth

      Damn - it's just so frigging simple and true and not at all original or profound.
      I wanted to write something original and profound. When I walked the dogs early this morning, I thought about what I could write.  I thought about where I am in my life and what wisdom I might have yet to discover or, even better, and more amusing, what wisdom I might have to impart.  And this notion has been riding around in my head all day.  No wonder I have a headache.....

     As I did laundry I considered what daily chores have to do with anything.  As I took care of grocery shopping, I considered the whole food thing and what might be learned there. I got to play with the paints for a bit this afternoon and that was so cool but no great abstract or weighty stuff there.  Just colors  - beautiful blues and a rosy hue. The big event of the day was my rather spontaneous upgrade to the iphone 4s.  Shouldn't there have been some great revelation in that whole process?  After all, I do talk the non consumer talk so what the hell am I doing securing a new toy for myself?  Shouldn't there be some profound sentiment in that?  Perhaps, but it certainly would not be original.

      Here's the truth.  Be here now.  Take each moment as it comes.  Look at the leaves as you are walking.  Feel the textures of the clothes that you are folding.  Listen to the nonsense around you in the Apple store.  Breathe in the fragrance of bananas or bread as you put them in the basket at the grocery store.  Be here now.  Oh, and breathe.  It will get you through anything.



  1. Nice. Reminds me of the old "If it feels good, do it." Ahhhhhhh.

  2. Sadly, life gets complicated. Doing what feels good isn't always in your best interest. I can't make sense of it all.

  3. I'll second that emotion...
    The only "truth" is that chores need to be done...
    Even if there are lazy people about what leaves it up to the only fastidious person in the house...
    Now there's some "truth" for you...
    Maybe the only truth I know...
    Or will admit to...~

  4. I would rather do what feels good, but may not be in my best interest, than do what does not feel good, but most certainly is in my best interest. I am a big guy now. Damn the torpedoes; full speed ahead. And don't worry, Anonymous, I'll do the dishes before you wake up in the morning.

  5. And, trust me on this Mr. A - he WILL do the dishes.... and he will make the cookies too - and share them with you.
    Markey, you are so cavalier. How does one get that way? I am in need of security (as false as it might be).

  6. And, that , Mark, is the issue. My head is too crowded and too noisy.

  7. I like cookies... So ling as they have that special NoCal additive...
    My head is so crowded and noisy that even alcohol doesn't work anymore...
    At least I can't sleep...
    All security is false, particularly Homeland and if we give up our freedom to get it (both on a macro AND micro level)...
    ha ha

  8. Well, I don't know about NoCal additives, being only familiar with the additives from Mendocino County, but my cookies do feature my special baking oil. Simply does wonders for my attitude.

  9. Mr A - Your are damn straight - all security is false (Homeland Security being all about fear and control). Security implies control - and therein lies the flaw.

  10. Yes... Control is the issue...
    I can have a really bad effect on ones life...
    And I'll put good ol' Sonoma County oil up against Mendo any day of the week...
    (Although both are fine ingredients...)

  11. I would be more inclined to agree that everyone is delighted with cookies, before I would agree that security implies control. The secure child, nestled in his mother's arms, is in control? Any more than the secure lover, is in control of his or her future with a respective companion?

  12. Security suggests that the secure one feels as if the situation is under control. That baby trusts his mama - could be good, could be bad. A lover trusts her companion - and feels secure in the relationship. Until that imagined security breaks ........ There is no real security. Can we all agree on that?

  13. There IS a certain degree of security in establishing that there is no real security. How about that?

  14. The only security is being locked in my office with a bottle of something...

  15. Go ahead and lock me up; got no problem with that, as long as I am provided [note the nebulous passive voice] with the "key" to escape reality. "And you may see me tonight, with an illegal smile; don't cost very much, but it lasts a long while..."