So, we were talking about change.
There is always a bridge between one state of stillness (inertia, some like to call it) and another, and that bridge is displacement. (Change, if you will). The problem with most people is that we expect that displacement, change, to remove us from our state of stillness and put us in a state of motion.
And change is also always in a state of limbo. Not many changes happen suddenly in life. One might feel like they are sudden, because they have been impending for too long, so that the state of being between states has itself become another state. If change stays impending for too long, it ceases to have meaning, to be a catalyst for a new, refreshing state. With newer, hopefully brighter surroundings, but a state of stillness nevertheless. Perhaps what usually drives some people into holding on to that bridge of change for too long is the timing of it. Sometimes the bridge is something that a man discovers on his own when others are all either on one bank or another. Or at the very least, something that has not been visited for a while. Sometimes though, the bridge itself is one of the routines of human life, that billions of people are probably walking across everyday just around the time that you begin to acknowledge its existence. The bridge then becomes just a little less fascinating. Just enough to make you take one tiny back when you reach it.
Perhaps then the trick is draw away from the bridge, because it has become crowded. Too many people are on it. Perhaps it is possible to be the stream itself, eagerly dancing its way towards other rivers, each carrying the different shades of the waters that came into them, and their own unique hue, ultimately to meet a gloriously vast and serene ocean of pure blue, so vast and so blue that all its little happy waves, its more passionate tides, the occasional turbulence and inevitable storm, and every change into a different state, from its heart to the sky, and back into its heart, is entirely and deliciously its own.
2 comments:
I think you are talking about intentions though you are confusing it with goals...
When I walk on a bridge my intention will be to be on other bank of the river, but flowing with river wont get me to the other bank. So if a bridge is crowded then I guess trick is to go on another bridge...
As a matter of fact, I did intend to draw the delicate line between intentions and goals. I think what I was trying to say there is that when your view becomes too crowded, it becomes necessary to draw back and get a wider view. If you see your goal as a peace that is uncluttered by the goals of others, then drawing back will let you to see the stream which can lead you to just that. The other bank is just a temporary refuge, a place where you have serenity for a while, but where the realities of others soon track you down. That is the way of intention, it is too easily influenced by other people's intentions that are strolling alongside it on the bridge, soon you realize your intention is to get to the other bank, but the goal you started out with was quite different. The stream is the paradigm shift that you need to free yourself from the other realities which crowd all your bridges.
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