Things That Join the Sea and the Sky
What if we stopped trying to keep up with all that doesn't matter?
Some beautiful words from a poet, teacher and storyteller:
Today I am sad, or so I thought. But more I am tired of keeping up with all that doesn’t matter. I’m sipping coffee, listening to rain. I like watching the leaves hang in long weather. I like to close my eyes and feel the rain quiet the earth. I welcome that quieting.
I like to have my habits of going here and there interrupted. I was caught in the rain when coming here. The cool blotches sink in all over. The many lists I carry in my shirt are wet. I take them out to dry, and all the tasks have blurred. At last. Unreadable. Forgettable.
We carry these lists near our heart and finger them like worry beads. It doesn’t matter what is on them. They are the thieves, and it is the insidious virtue to have everything in order before we live that is the greatest thief. I feel the rain drip down my neck. I think I’m becoming unfinished.
– Mark Nepo, Things That Join the Sea and the Sky, Field Notes on Living
I love the notion of becoming unfinished and no longer striving to keep up with all that doesn’t matter.
Do you like having your habits interrupted or do you resist the interruption?