It is my incessant habit to analyze the world around me in order to make it make sense. Yet, at times it makes no sense to do so. Events early on in the day reminded me of that.
I started the day watching Tom Stoppard’s Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead. In the opening sequence, a coin flip turns up as heads 157 consecutive times. How does that make any sense?
From there, I sat down to catch up on the two books I am currently reading simultaneously. It just so happened that I landed at the beginning of a chapter on pardox in G.K. Chesterton’s Orthodoxy and at the beginning of a section on paradox in Charles Handy’s The Empty Raincoat. If I were currently reading 157 books, would they all have landed on a chapter on paradox today?
How does one make sense of that?
So with that as the start of my day, I decided to make the day about being along for the ride of life without trying to analyze it.
The day was packed with visits and tight schedules. When it appeared I wouldn’t have time to get ready for lunch guests, I made no plans to figure out how to resolve the situation. I just went with the flow.
It turned out that our guests were half an hour late, which gave just the right amount of time to get everything in order.
I was glad to have not wasted my time analyzing the situation to come up with a strategy of accelerated activity to resolve it.
I made no attempt to analyze the sodium content in the canned beans I ate, or figure out why I couldn’t remember a phone number I had dialed so frequently.
I didn’t stop to think about why I can’t parallel park or if I got the best deal on broccoli I could have.
Tomorrow I will go back to my usual. But now, I’ll be more conscious to just go along for the ride a little more often. It just makes sense, don’t you think?
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The theme for this week is about finding one different perspective on something in my life every day.
The Way It Is
“Sometimes I wish I didn’t know now the things I didn’t know then.”
If I had drawn different conclusions about the events of my life, would I be a different person today? Would I have wanted to be a different person? Who’s to say I would have had the choice?
What is is and what was was. What I know now I know. And knowing, I step forward into the light.
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