… determination, termination, then escape – the perfect week
Monday Feb. 3, 2014
Parts – substance here, impedimenta over there, trappings I never get to, excuses I allow – under shadow of encumbrances I just never get to …
Not this desk, not that office – projects, filed en-brain, no paper trail there, no sticky notes, lists or spreadsheets. All our life subconscious has remained organized, up to date, kept us on track, on focus, out of the ditch, on task. Brains, overwhelmed in some sectors, so under-utilized in others, giant mass of grey/pink matter waiting for energy to flow …
Energy rippling unbroken – while we slumber, working for us, re-organizing so when dormancy ends, we punch-the-clock unwearied, un-worried, wide-eyed, fully framed for that opportunity blitz constituting Monday, first week of the month, or next week – whatever term we used last week to describe when we would do everything …
Morning’s foundation, every week’s insurmountable things to do like bricks, course upon course, around, stratified, entirely prison-like structure. Invariably has a door, metaphorically has operable windows (must, always, comply with code) allowing escape, facilitating return. No matter how cruel our load – we can check-out for a while, return and find everything still in its place . . .
Starts week – not weak.
Begins everything new.
All, starts here.
Everything you ever do that you have never done, starts now.
You and your giant brain. Use as much as you can – and when you sleep it will keep things humming so when you wake up again, it will be all systems go.
Let energy flow.
No worriment required, water-cold or lava-hot, energy will flow where it needs to be.
Just start. Just you.
column written/ published from Calgary
morning walk: -16C / 3F, light overcast, light dusting of snow – yikes! – so cautious walking was short and slippery but Gusta didn’t seem to mind. Her studded paws weren’t much help …