Its been raining now for what feels like forever. I can't believe just a few short days ago it felt like the beginnings of summer. Now it is like we are slipping into the first coolings of fall. Wisconsin weather, a blessing for those who really like to be introspective. But, a hindrance to those who just want to run into the wind and make friends with the person they find themselves to be when they stop, panting for breath.
I would much rather be running right now. Infact, I am beginning to think that keeping the wind on my face and the thoughts at bay sounds like a grand life plan. I mean, who really needs to know themselves that much anyway? How much interior knowledge is required? If we know how to eat right, get the proper exercise, generally take care of our bodies and at least occasionally feed our minds as well - that should be more than enough to be healthy.
I know a person (let's not get into gender here) who reads self-help, self-analysis, personal growth stuff all the time. They even listen to books on tape on these topics. It has to make you wonder - what is so broken that they need to be looking for ways to fix themselves constantly? Will they ever be perfect enough? Is it possible in their universe to be fixed? I guess I agree with the concept that life is for learning. But does that mean on those terms? Isn't there a place where the learning is in the experiences, not in the analysis?
Really - even listening to the steady drumming beat of the rain - tell me, doesn't it kind of put a rhythm into you? I know it is a dull dreary day outside. But if you just concentrate on the beat, can't you feel it move inside you?
And after that, can't you turn that cold, fallish day, into a thrumming get ready to move moment? I think you can. I think we all can. If we stop thinking long enough to start feeling and experiencing the moment from just a little different perspective - then grab that thought and run with it - straight into the wind.
Think you could turn this into a poem?
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