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SUM OF MY MOVING PARTS
Monday Jan. 2, 2012
What reason – what motivation – do we need to justify actions?
How about, for pleasure? Isn’t that enough reason for doing anything – to please ourselves for pleasure’s sake, find enjoyment, or must out ambitions be loftier, must there be higher value – or purpose – for doing right, or doing good, or doing what others value?
I can enjoy.
Pleasure leisure. Sitting by pleasant window view, open book spread across my chest while I doze – then returning to find my place in a new book, or reviewing an old familiar one. That was yesterday. Day of rest/recoup, recharge, re-think. Day for long chats and warm smiles. Day for thinking, blinking . . . mindlessly hanging round.
But now, my break is over. Play time done, time for head-down-butt-up. Focus. Nose-to-grindstone resumption, but I appear to be alone.
The world is shuttered.
Holiday-mode, still, for most people, most organizations, but I’m anxious to get back-at-work. Lots. Stacked, piled, filed and lined up to do’s, to call’s, to pick-up’s, to drop-off’s. I’m still getting organized/oriented to new post-move office, but also because so much sitting in abeyance depends on others – calls mostly, re-starting things left hanging, and new initiatives I can’t begin until the world gets back to work.
Today, work holiday in lieu, New Year’s day fell on a weekend. This morning doesn’t feel holiday. Silence and Gusta, my companions, watch me work and root, and organize, and write, and write, an write . . . all day, and all night.
Satisfaction of leisure has limits. My longest stretches away – have been vacations in Maui where, for a week, or two, or three, I’ve explored parts of me, that yearns to walk in paradise, moves me, where land, water and air envelope me. But I know, even there, in warm blanket of dreams, endless leisure without meaningful tasks to test me, without purpose to drive me, I would become lazy and wanting challenge – as I do here, now.
Thrusting myself into 2012, in many ways, new landscape exploration, penetrating unexplored territory, painting fresh canvas – and redecorating old ones – adjusting moving parts, lubricated by creative juices and new information, deeper understanding, who I am, who YOU are, how we ALL are . . .
Day for soup (turkey carcass begs to be boiled and its stock woven in concoctions), for putting holiday stuff away, ensuring treasures are properly saved, put away, stored for pulling out when I need them, hanging pictures, trashing (thoughts of “why did I move this?”), paying bills, pushing, pulling and pummeling things back into shape, getting back . . . to so many things.
Ideas, like hitchhikers we pick up, float in, float out, some ride along a while, others get off at the next stop.
Mark Kolke
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column written/ published from Calgary: morning walk: 2 C/ 36 F, overcast, calm, streets are weekend still, long uphill walk with a bit of a jog (right foot 200% improved) and Gusta got over her irregularity . . .
Comments Received:
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Happy New Year Mark - Like you, I am looking forward to a more positive 2012! I really do appreciate your efforts in your daily musings and how you get me (and so many others) to challenge their thinking. I hope 2012 brings you health, wealth and happiness. Best rgds, MK, Calgary, AB
Good thoughts! Whether you follow a map or your belly - I wish you unlimited adventures resulting in awesome experiences, memories and a truly spectacular 2012! VBL - Englewood, CO
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