Obvious Realization
25 10 2008I imagine within any life there’s a string of similar realizations happening for most of us.¬† For some, it happens early in life.¬† It took me 27 years to realize (or simply remember) that life isn’t what’s going to happen to me.My life is not what’s going to happen when I make more money, or when I travel, or find someone.
My life is tonight, it’s right now. It’s my job and my friends.¬† It’s playing pool at the Page for a few hours on a Saturday afternoon.¬† It’s watching Dark City until 1am.¬† It’s waking up at 6:30 in the morning, checking my email, and starting work from bed.¬† It’s the sink in my bathroom that reminds me of the inside of my colon.¬† It’s the awkward moments when the toilet seat cover falls in right when I’m about to sit down.¬† It’s the bus rides filled with familiar strangers.¬† It’s the ‘Good Mornings’ and the ‘Thank Yous’ to people I don’t know.
It’s time to look at all that and decide if it’s what I want for my life.¬† If not, what do I change?
i was in laos when it happened. i was in an intertube, bar hopping by floating down a river- going from rope swing to rope swing, dodging those repetative bob marley tracks. perhaps it was the mountains towering in the distance, or feeling so close to people after the isolation of japan, but i felt an explosive joy that i could not contain. i wanted to cry i was so happy.
this is the sam feeling i had sunday picking pumpkins after and that day we danced as we shared the ipod on our walk to the bus. thank you for making everyday special. life isn’t what’s going to happen- you’re right it’s happening now. i’m glad that you’re in mine and that you make it so special.
I think it happened to me last December at almost exactly this time. I was experiencing something of a health scare. There was something wrong with my hearing and I had to get an MRI. I knew it was probably nothing, and I was lucky that it turned out to be nothing. But at the time I couldn’t help think….What if I never again steal out of work with my coworkers again to get coffee? What if I never again walk by another pizza parlor on a cold evening when the windows are all fogged up from the heat inside? What if I never randomly discover another masterpiece pop song? And I realized how much I loved those things, even if the other bigger life goals never happened. Those little things already gave me so much.
Wow… pretty glad to see my painting and pretty nice to read ur words, which define so well the felt I got while I painted it.
Go on, ya… life is short !
Take care,
Nanoo
Yeah 2 years ago, I too realized that life was not what I “thought” it was and that there more is happening around me, more than I could even imagine.