Nervous time is when you’re afraid, when you’re scared. When you’re worried that your opportunity is going to pass you by – when you feel a knot form and you know in your heart that your worst fear is about to be realized, yet you hope. You hope because you believe. Your focus is sublime, your purpose firm. Your needs are crystal clear. The moment comes, and you hold your breath…
In response to today’s prompt I’m going to do something I seldom do. I’m going to re-blog an entry from my Old Fart series, which originally ran in July of 2013.
The theme of that entry was so apropos this challenge. It was written as a review of a fine local restaurant, and believe me when I say that even today I can remember the exquisite flavors and ingredients I described in the article.
I hope you enjoy this little re-run from An Old Fart Back in School.
Please click here to begin.
The famed Chinook Arch of Alberta. The Rocky Mountains lift the warm, moist Pacific air, leading to orographic lift which wrings the clouds dry on the front slopes. Then, as the air continues to stream over the slopes it descends, drying out almost completely and the strong winds shape the remaining cloud masses as they interact with the ridges and arêtes of the easternmost ranges. The Arch is always a sign of warm, dry, and windy weather for Albertans – especially those living closer to the mountains. The effect is reduced the further east you go.
This arch was photographed in Calgary, where temperatures this week have been up around 8 – 10 Celsius.
I’ve been away, but now I’m back.
Have you all survived the lack?
Now let the changes begin.
Do. The greatest verb ever invented. Affirmative, actionable, effective. To be a doer is to be positive. A thinker thinks; a planner plans; but a doer does, and without doers – without doing – nothing would ever get done!
So what are you doing today?
That’s what happens when we get too much information. Too much in, and too little time to process it. Oh, we pride ourselves on being able to handle it – it’s the modern era, and we’re the modern species. But it gets to us. The incessant noise of the urban landscape. The constant assault.
If any of the information were positive it wouldn’t be so bad, but it’s not. It’s a barrage of negativism and sensationalism that’s completely detrimental to our health. Murders, storms, scandals, abuses, illnesses – worry upon worry upon worry foisted on our only-human shoulders. It’s repetition and regurgitation of bad news, of evil acts, of personal despair made public. It’s loss and judgment – the loss of the fundamental Christian forgiveness – forever ceded to public recrimination, justified or not.
Sometimes it’s just too much. If Gertrude Stein was pondering information overload in the dirty-thirties, one can only imagine what she’d have to say about the modern era – where people can hardly ever shut out the darkness, the demands and unreasonable fierceness of others. Thanks to technology, things are so much better now – but they’re also so much worse.
Eventually, this constant bombardment will cause our view of our world to become skewed. It will look, to us, to be either worse than it truly is, or in our gullibility, better. It is chimeric – it smiles innocuously, even as it plans how it will kill us.
Remember to take time to recover. In order to live in the world, we must sometimes detach from it.
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I was at a festival this summer, wandering around, camera in hand, when I came across this little scene. A street artist was drawing caricatures, and this little boy, having already seen his own paper evolution, was watching as the artist began to render his mom (seated off-camera to the right).
I love the respectful fascination here. Hands behind his back, leaning slightly forward, as the artist prepares. There’s a little twitch of happiness in the boy’s face – a flicker of ego, perhaps, but certainly a kind of contentment. It’s a novel experience, watching yourself unfold like this. Like looking in a wrinkly mirror.
It was a nice little human moment.
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