I come to this smaller space sometimes to narrow down my thoughts.
To focus the broad spectrum of the things that fly through my busy, busy head, and to block out the distractions. It’s an effective little corner even in the middle of a hectic day. . .
Homley, Homly, Homely, spelling. . . ugh – Domestic tasks fill my day today. Washing clothes, ironing, watering the garden, straightening things up, and yes stopping a moment to write.
Once the cleaning is done today and maybe some tomorrow, I want to make some more gourds. I have a few more ideas to try out. My friend S. suggested something I hadn’t thought of before and now I want to see if I can make a convincing looking leaf with my handmade paper, wire, and glue. We shall see.
So many things rattle around in my head that are waiting in line to be done that honestly, I don’t know the meaning of the word “bored”.
What causes boredom? Who has it and why? Why do young people so often say that they are bored?
I think I used to feel bored when I had no friends to play with, but I had to work through that and find my own things to do….and I did! Plenty of things, even if it meant simply going for a walk and checking out the world.
But it’s true the rarefied travels I’d like to embark upon, elude me. Perhaps it’s because the here and now is so important. Our Rabbi keeps telling us so. He says that every action we take is very important, even the seemingly mundane.
My airhead Aquarian self wants to walk in the clouds and perhaps I should, to keep the vision clear and fresh. But in order to realize – to make real – what I have seen, it is in these, the ordinary tasks of life, that I may accomplish it. Oh, it seems more seductive to make the quest a complex one, requiring enormous effort, wisdom, special talent or gift. But in the end, it may be the simple doing of the right thing in private, with no witnesses, no accolades, no drama, and no emotionally charged soundtrack in the background.
Maybe Dorothy was right – There’s no place like home.