I am a big fan of the holidays, but I'm a bigger fan of life as normal. I like normal, the way it goes without incident, things occurring as they should, when they should. I like people being at their desks, answering phones. I like the stores and gyms being open, late, just so I can do what I need to do in them. I like the movement of the world to be on go, not stopping altogether. We can have normal vacations during "go" times and things can stop in ways, but the world at large is at go, moving, creating, spinning, working.
So for almost half of December, the world is in lurch and then stop and then lurch. It's not until after the new year that the world decides to get its collective ass together and move on.
Amen, I say to that.
I've been waiting, I think. Let's go to the gym.
I suppose this feeling in me would suggest a place where I need work. I need to sink into the stop of things. You'd think I'd like the stop because in stories and movies and even really bad soap operas, I like the situation where the characters are forced into stopping. There's a terrible storm, and Port Charles comes to a dead halt. The characters do all sorts of things they wouldn't normally not do. People who hate each other sleep together. Other people rob banks, cheat on their taxes, make terrible phone calls (the phones are working during this storm).
Then the world churns back into go, and like as normal is spicier and richer with plot.
So stop can be rich, but it's thicker, weighter, full of churn and trouble and sometimes strange interpersonal relations. Stop is an eddy, a pool of something interesting, and I guess that's what causes me to want to move right on through it. I don't have time to deal with this, I think. Let's go to the bank.
So in this week of lurch, of tentative go, of mostly stop, I'll try to pay attention and stop when I can and look around at what's next to me instead of pushing it aside. I'll give stop a slight hug.
Causes Jessica Inclán Supports
Women for Women International Goodwill Industries Lindsey Wildlife Museum Freecycle.org