Monday, July 27, 2009
Busy, Busy, Busy!
My internet connection went down for a couple of days, giving me more time to ruminate than usual. Hence the hiatus in posting blogs and time yesterday for a hike at Point Reyes National Seashore to see a large herd of Tule Elk.
Before the hike I had the opportunity to review a sheaf of letters—multipage, hand-written efforts that took me hours to compose—I had sent my parents 35 years ago when I was just out of college. My parents had saved them, and when they died some years ago, I got them back. I put them in a box and hadn't looked at them until now.
Each letter included a report—somewhat dishonest— about how "busy" I was. (I was raised to accept as virtues being busy, engaged, and chipping away relentlessly towards life goals; I suspect that I was actually trying to conceal that I was not as busy as I imagined they would have wished.)
Looking back, I would not characterize myself as having been all that busy. I had time, after all, to write them long letters by hand. And I wouldn't feel bad about confessing finding time, lots of time, for rumination.
Rumination is what we need these days.
I'm told that in Chinese to write the word, "busy" they join the characters for "heart" and "killing."