One tree a day
Being in the car for extended periods of time leads you to make some rather obscure observations. Granted, eyes should (theoretically) be on the road while behind the wheel, but about 5.5 hours into a recent drive from Astoria to Spokane, I noticed something about my radio buttons. The button to go back a song or restart the current song was slightly more faded than the button to skip to the next song.
Fully recognizing the interpretable aloofness of the following reading of a potentially meaningless observation, I’ll continue anyway...
I’ve had lots of conversations about the next thing with people. People are all about the what’s to come next when it comes to creative circles. I did ____ so now I got to move on to creating _____. Create create create.
But perhaps a faded “previous” button has something to say to the all too common “next.”
Do we marinade in the current enough to actually be ready for what’s ahead? Do we pay attention to the work we create and let it not just speak out but also in? Do we pat ourselves on the back and appreciate what we have done before hurrying on ahead? And why do some people see doing things like that as a negative?
Maybe we want to sit with that song. Or relish in this rather than rushing to that. I get that life is fleeting and we’re all going to die and we want to make the most of this existence... But isn’t sitting under one tree for a day, seeing the varying birds and mammals and insects that call it home - seeing the leaves sway and the sun come through it at different angles - isn’t that better than running around a forest looking at one tree for 3 seconds and moving on to the next one? I guess maybe not for everyone. But I think I’m a one-tree-a-day kinda guy.
So this, as you can tell, isn’t a daily blog anymore. It’s more a sit and marinade and reflect when ready blog.