Audio (MP3): 20170929 - Let the cosmos be your guide
Maggie and I found this note while having gelato at Graham’s 318.
Sometimes life pounds on my door, pounds with both hands to get my attention. But more often than not it’s just few taps, barely audible, just left of center.
When I see those things out of the corner of my eye, the kind that perk my interest, it’s important that I take another look. Stay in that moment and focus. I don’t think that whatever just happened along is an accident. I need to act on those glimmers because once they’re gone, they’re gone.
Time keeps ticking away whether I do something or not. And the odds are against me when I hesitate. If I wait too long it’ll be all but impossible to go back. I can’t rewind and recapture the magic from a moment ago. Magic’s got a shelf life. Unfortunately.
Sure, in almost all cases those left of center taps don’t amount to anything. I don’t always get to find a rabbit in the hat but I never regret at least looking, looking to see what was making that sound.
Ya know what I don’t like? Wondering what would’ve happened, what could’ve been. If I’d just taken a chance, taken a risk, and not necessarily jumped through that window, but at least said, “wait, what was that?”
I’d rather have the thought “well, that was nothing” than my heart murmuring and longing for something that I let slip away. Something that was knocking gently on my door and I ignored. That flicker I just walked by. There’s been too many times where I just kept walking. Just kept driving…
Like those bricks in St. Charles.
Or that guy I only briefly talked to in high school. Or that pirate ship1 I never got on. Or that barbershop I never went in. Or that phone call from Brazil I never answered.
Somebody told me a few years back that I was meek. And it pissed me off to no end. Because it was true. I hate when my submissive, unassertive alter ego holds me back. Ugh.
jimi hindrance experience
keamoose
There’s so much truth in your words.
I grew up better safe than sorry. Stayed that way most of my life.
It wasn’t until I did a whole series of “bad, selfish things” that came up aces for me.
That’s when I started having those “If I’d only….” regrets.
Now I do stop in the middle of a moment to take that mental snapshot.
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Thank you, Thank You, Thank you. Both of you.
T: sometimes I hold off on reading your stuff not because I’m too busy or not interested. just the opposite. i’m saving it to savor later.
it’s like Ferris said, “sometimes you gotta…”
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tism- better safe than sorry, I’ve been there far more than necessary.
jimi- yep, I hold off on commenting sometimes, too, just so I can absorb a smidge.
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