How often does this happen to you? You are doing something
and then you are gripped with a sensation so strong that it overwhelms and
overcomes you. Nothing is amiss; nothing is bad or wrong nor great or exciting. You are doing something ordinary on an
ordinary day. Yet, you are filled with that sensation both mental and physical.
Is it delight, joy, happiness, gratitude, perhaps a feeling of being blessed
because you are alive and you are here and cooking? Yes, cooking! Imagine that. What is
so great about cooking or doing laundry, changing sheets, dusting, working at
your desk, writing rules, drawing, painting, being with your husband, laughing
with your children… everyday events? Maybe it is just me. But my day is
punctuated by those moments just because I am alive and here.
I am still amazed by ordinary things. Others tease or taunt
me by saying I am easy to please. On the contrary, I am not. I just think and
feel differently about certain things, like the glide of a pen when it reaches
that stage where it flows with the same sensation when I sometimes use charcoal
or graphite. It reverberates into my arm. I can feel every point and every line
of ink it creates. It is sensuous. It hits my guts and I am afraid to breathe
because it might alter the rhythm and then I stop and gasp. I am so happy and grateful
that I love what I do and I think about how I got into this state. I thank
those who made it possible for me to feel and think without restraint; guided not
by onerous tyrannical man-made laws but by the laws of sensibilities and of
human dignity. So I thank my parents for guiding me to a place called here and
now and for reminding me to never forget that I am free. I thank those who gave
the ultimate sacrifice to preserve my freedom and liberty. Yes, liberty,
freedom from arbitrary or despotic government control, which is why I get intense and tense when
those who are in a position of power think and act as if they are better or know better than
everybody else then legislate moronic rules, regulations and laws.
Yes, it is an ordinary day. Thank God.
2 comments:
Happens to me a lot.
Not every day, but often.
It's good to be alive, and feel.
Blessed is the soul who can appreciate what is most important in this life. Tsup tsup!
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