This morning I sit in Normal, Illinois, at the Coffee House.
I have been reading lately. books abundant. I read this book ILLUSIONS by Richard Bach this past week. A curious experience for me. An important experience for me. in my perception. It is written in what I would call a simplistic, accessible style, and it discusses some “big ideas” about spirituality and the universe that resonate with me. A little silly and cheesy perhaps although it illuminates the way perception may be the lens through which we navigate our worlds. Right now, I buy into it. Last week, I said to my roommate, “maybe there is another way to understand understanding”– and I wonder if the book stimulated these thoughts in me or if I am just reconnecting with these ideas again. I also had a dream in which Matt, fellow farmhand and friend was breaking through huge rock walls with his mind power. all the same stuff….
In my perception, being “on my own” again, encourages states of reflection that it almost seemed as if there was not time for before. anyway. I’m not really sure where I want to go with this conversation.
Last week, as I worked in the field, after a couple hours of working side-by-side in silence with Matt, I felt intensely excited. I felt a lightness, what I would consider a joy in me, so I wanted to laugh…because as I fell into the flow of the work I was doing, I found there was space in my mind to explore some ideas and think thoughts with what I would call clarity. I wished I had a tiny notebook in my pocket so that I could write write write all of the thoughts I had, so that I could make sure to remember them.
hooray for the arrival of ideas. hooray for space in my brain that is not filled up with responsibility or worry. space to just hypothesize and analyze and enjoy the steady continuation of ideas–to watch my thoughts be my thoughts.
I am not lonely here. I experience longings for my loved ones, and I appreciate this quiet time I have.
