May 23, 2024: Go, go, go
There really are not enough hours in a day. For Tae Kwon Do homework, I am supposed to learn the first ten numbers in the Korean language. I have not had the time to even look them up. Tonight, I realized that I have two days, until Monday afternoon, to learn them. Gulp. So tonight I listed them and for the next two days I will constantly go over them. I’ll get there. I just wish this was a more leisurely proposition. It was a long workday. I know spring is coming because even though it was overcast, it was warm, with temperatures being in the upper 40s. I can now walk outside and not think “It’s cold out here. I must stay bundled up.” I really don’t at all like wearing gloves. I can’t do things that |
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require fine motor skills when I have them on, like buckle or unbuckle the horses’ halters. And when I take them off, I set one down, usually my left glove. And I seldom remember where I put it. So, by this time every year, I can be seen wearing mis-matched gloves. There has never been an exception. My friend Mary Sackinger gave me a beautiful pair of felted mittens, with an Icelandic horse design on them, and Icelandic horse buttons. My most prized possession is my mental cup. And these gloves are my second most prized possession. I lost one of the gloves this past winter, the morning I took off for Barrow. I had the other mitten. I felt bad about this. But the other day, when I was moving crap around in my car, I found the mitten. I have them both stashed in my gear drawer. Right now, at this minute, I know where all the important items I own are. I wish that I could jettison the cell phone – to me, it’s just another object to lose. When we die, we leave everything behind. We may take a backwards glance, but off we go, pulled by the indominable spirit, in another, right now unknown, direction. I’ll bet, although I do not know for sure, that as we go, we feel lighter, light enough, in fact, to fly. And right then, there is that realization that in being obsessed with acquiring stuff, that we had it all wrong. I sure would like to take my mittens and my cup with me. And maybe a few books, too. Maybe this means that I should take care of what I have while I am here. And be sure that my belongings go to the next person. Pete, while working on the business plan, incorporated some viewpoints about clutter into the document. What he discovered was that those parting with books, at the point at which they decide to part with books, become a part of a culture of sharing. I need to part company now, with many, many books. But for sure, I am going to keep more than a few. And undoubtedly, I’ll acquire more. Sigh. |
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