I began to believe in magic, in the sheen of a secret side to every situation and every thing. Results - I paid attention to dandelions. I blew bubbles. I celebrated 10.10.10 at 10:10:10. I felt voices rather than heard them (Dave Matthews, David Gray, Marcus Mumford, Josh Ritter).
Wow...I didn't realize until now how much I really did try to cultivate this sense of wonder. Maybe not in those words, but that's what happened. I am a short-term type of person - what to do in the next few hours, what happened in the past day or two. Beyond that, memories and thoughts go to a place in my mind where they are laminated and, upon need of them or sudden remembrance, they are clear to me as the day it happened. But everything is not in my head at one time, or at least, not everything that's ever happened to me.
I know it's not uncommon but I liked realizing it. Self-knowledge was another thing I was working on this year, I think. And information, always more information - the inhaling of facts and ideas and skills and stories. There is always that.
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