I was initially torn between writing a post regarding, ‘How Strange some People can be’, but, after some thought, decided upon the above. Just so you know, this post is a revelationy response to this previous one. I recommend you read that one first, and then move onto this one. I don’t; really know how long this one is going to go on for, but don’t worry, it gets good. ;-)
So, 30 minutes ago I was out on a bike ride (something I frequently do when the weather is nice or I need to ‘reflect’), and had been pondering on bits and bobs of little consequence. Eventually, I found myself on the top of a certain wooded-hill that over the years I have taken an increasing fondness for. It was along this little stretch of road that the trees gave me the message*.
Before I tell you my little (well, actually, perhaps quite big) revelation, please let me give you some insight. A few months ago an English teacher of mine was giving my class a rant/story about a holiday he had been on a long time in the past. He told us about how he was in the shower, and was casually showering in the sun (as it was an enclosed shower with no roof in some tropical country) when, to his surprise, he saw a lizard on the side of the shower.
Without any alarm or startled response, both him and this lizard simpy watched each other for some time before the gecko walked off somewhere. This gecko came back day after day, minding his own business, before then plodding off. And he learnt something from the gecko. He learnt to be more ‘gecko’. That is, to stop worrying about things and to just be, just do and just get on with things. Not in a ’stoned’ way, but in a ’stop worrying’ way.
For me, though, this just didn’t work. It may have been that that lesson was a less-than-lovely one or that I’ve never really been into lizards — or anything. Regardless, it just didn’t work. So, naturally, I semi-brushed it aside.
So there I was, riding along that road, when the message sprung from a tree. I was peddling away when I looked upwards at the underside of a couple of long, leaf-filled branches. I looked down, and it had been delivered.
A tree doesn’t worry about growing or being, it just does. It just is.
And so, then, that suddenly applied itself to my situation without any type of conscious thought whatsoever.
Stop worrying about where you might be going, and just go there.
And you know what? I think I just might.
*I’m not crazy!