Too often we are rushed because frenzy in which we (most of us) function every day gets an upper hand. Conversely, sometimes speedy-banter, quick decisions and hitting send before we have time to think is like a Malcolm Gladwell interpretation of doing things in a blink (or even faster) because our mind said we should, and so we did, we do and …
Flurry/scurry, work days, word plays, social malaise.
Sleep cures most things.
Not sleeping well produces interesting consequences too …
Our non-conscious super-computer brain operates 24/365 processes confusion to cogency, clears debris, leaving clearer vision of what is to be, or what is not to be.
Tried, or not tried.
Rush … slow, settling frenetic pace compounded by instantaneous communications (too often misconstrued), gargantuan (I was looking for a bigger word) volumes of information just a moment/keystroke away … we so swiftly ask, answer, act/react.
We sort panic from panic-stricken, calm from the storm so we can at least have two bits of calm, as bookends to that storm …
Only twenty-four hours each day, but life seems to shoehorn more in. We (me anyway) seem to try to force them in. As if that was possible.
New people, new projects – zeal and earnestness racing alongside plodding older ones. Not because plodding is called for, but thoughtful deliberation is.
Non rushed, important things, need time to percolate – like great coffee.
If it doesn’t: “Everything will be alright in the end, so if it is not alright, it is not the end” – Sunny Patel, The Best Marigold Hotel.
Or maybe, it is a beginning …
Time for some great coffee.
column written/ published from Calgary, AB
morning walk: -1C/31F, fresh and clear (which means a frost-delay at the golf course), Gusta keeps going after a piece of bird debris – and though I kick it over into the bushes each morning it seems to be on our path again each morning – and creaky knee needs a Tylenol
Good Morning Mark – Powerful thoughts today; another great muse. Enjoy Earth Day. MK, Calgary, AB
Hello, Mark. A friend sent me your 'musings' column, and it was interesting. As I have no children still alive, I probably do not have as much invested in the future survival of the human species as others do. This is a thought that has occasionally passed through my consciousness, and I arrived at the following conclusion - the human race will NOT survive in the form it is now. As a species, I feel that we are incapable of the necessary changes that would be necessary to have a significant effect on the long-term outcome. Perhaps 'incapable' is not exactly right, but that is what our inertia amounts to. Another thought is that Nature automatically corrects for any excess, or instability, or imbalance, in decisive ways. So the sheer numbers of humanity are working against their long-term survival. We have managed so far only because we have had no regard for the survival of future generations, only with our own survival/comfort/convenience. Thanks for exercising the brain, RB, ?