I’m sitting here watching the snow. Flakes flitter downward in steady streams – then a push from a breeze, and they scurry around haphazardly, some being driven into the windowpane. As the breeze dissipates, the snow falls in unison again. But look at the window. The ones that got caught up in the breeze, the ones that found themselves stuck on the glass – those are the ones we get to see, to examine, to view the intricate detail of a snowflake and ponder its beauty.
I think people are like that at times. Groups of people, all are doing the same thing, each one following the other. Then a thought, an idea, takes hold of some of them, and they run off to do their own thing. Some of them don’t jump back into the fold; some of them do. If it weren’t for those people scurrying off to explore their own ideas, the human race would never see progress.
An idea doesn’t have to be grand to be important. It doesn’t have to incite others to take action. The idea doesn’t have to cure illness or promote the peace so many are looking for. What IS important is the feeling of fulfillment as you pursue your idea.
Let others in – let them be part of your journey.
I don’t know if it’s something to do with getting older or maybe it’s just that time of year, but I find myself searching for something. I don’t know what that “something” is yet. So I’m doing my best to be in a mindful state as much as possible, waiting for the universe to reveal particles of wisdom. I hope I’ll recognize them when they appear.
Writing has always been a passion of mine. I used to write a blog every Sunday morning back when MySpace was the cool place to be. I’d write about anything and everything on my mind, including some of the guys I was dating after my divorce. A few of the guys I wrote of were flattered; others not so much.
Years later I find I don’t know what to write about. I took an online blogging course to help me find direction and gather tools for posting blogs. People (like Seth Godin) come along with some very insightful blogs which prompt deep thought. I find myself wondering what it really is I’m trying to do. What is my purpose in blogging? What wisdom am I trying to impart? And I’m lost – I don’t really know.
I feel like the universe is nudging me along. Since last summer I have reacquainted myself with things I used to love when I was much younger. Metaphysical things. Reading about different religions. Reminding myself how much I love music and writing.
So maybe my purpose is to write about my journey? I’m not sure yet. I’m hoping the universe, and time, will tell.
Until then, I’ll sip my morning coffee on Sundays and work on redeveloping the weekly blog posts. See you next week?
GLEE has to be one of the best programs on TV. My opinion.
The people who arrange the songs used on GLEE are phenomenal. When they do the mash-ups (two songs into one), well, all I can say is that they set a new stage for music. What they have done is bring songs from my generation to the new generation, and there is something incredible about that.
Let’s talk about UMBRELLA and SINGING IN THE RAIN. My son had never heard the latter song (my fault, I know, for not introducing him to the movie), and the weekend after the show we went to F.Y.E. to get the movie. He watched it and loved it. Understand, we both like UMBRELLA too … so the mash-up was all the more special.
TEENAGE DREAM? Wow, how can anyone not absolutely L-O-V-E the Warbler’s a cappella version of Katy Perry’s song? I’ve probably worn a spot in my iPod listening to it over and over.
My best experience has been as a chaperon at my son’s high school dance. When the DJ started playing DON’T STOP BELIEVING by Journey, almost every kid there started belting out the song. I stood there almost in tears because it was such an emotional and mind-boggling thing to listen to these teenagers sing a song I saw Journey play in concert in the 1980’s. And all because the world is becoming acquainted (or re-acquainted) with some of music’s best.
Trust me, there will be much more to write on the subject of GLEE …