Simplicity

Dear Whimsies,

Attempting to make a habit of this blog writing---as a way to practice my expression. That way the length between my mind and my hands, my convictions, and this keyboard will not be too vast. It is also for discipline, as I find myself allowing my mind to engulf me sometimes, and I get lost in the fascination of its folds.

Yesterday, I went to see a film with a dear friend "A Day In a Life" and I feel like a newly hatched chick, tottering in feeble newness from just a couple of hours in a dark room. I realize that it is just enough being in this world and living this life---perhaps it is even futile to want to grasp and know everything. Because what we DO know, what humanity experiences everyday, is sufficient. The simplicity of being present, in this time and day, typing these words, is in itself a miracle and something to be celebrated. There is so much that we desire to see and try to solve through science, the analytical probes. But perhaps it is enough sometimes sitting in a chair, and simply breathing in the sheer dewiness of a summer evening, or savoring the feeling of cool, sweet water after waking from a nap (as I have in this childhood room of mine).

It is strange, I realize too---how we all seem to be living like hermit crabs or snakes, in the sense that we DO live in layers of consciousness. No matter how wise and thoughtful a being, the context of where one is in life makes all the difference. I remember thinking in high school, how I seemed to be able to grasp almost everything capable of me at the time. And that is true, I was able to. But I was only 16. Now, I am 21 and I realize I have moved into a yet bigger room, a greater skin, and it is all the same---but I am seeing more because of this growing space.

I wonder what I will see in 20 years, and how I will be thinking. But I fear that I will not remember my childhood as brightly, because it is not simply the need to be in touch with something so pure and simple. But the need to have a mind that let's go, that allows one to just live, just live in the moment, feeling the sun on skin, the brilliant blue sky of today and feeling happy just because it is such a beautiful day. But there are pieces of memory that bite within my walls, of a past between childhood and now, that also tinges things with a bit of sorrow. I hope that I will be able to remember, when I have my own children---and not live in the confines of a defined landscape.

Life In a Day Trailer