What I love to do is have a long super-deep conversation with someone...even deeper than ordinarily deep...and then afterwards, have some quiet time to think about it - time with no other relational or factual input, so that I can carefully mull over and digest all we talked about. This is best done sitting outside on a sunny day with a mild breeze. I sit and soak in the bright, vivid lusciousness of pure color surrounding me in the green of the plants and the blue of the sky...and even in bricks and cement. The latter two things are wonderful even if they are often deemed colorless because they mean I can see! And I'm not color-blind. And I breath in air. And I just sit and be. I really think I like being more than doing. Although it's not always convenient, it feels so good. And I think about our conversation - the content, the beauty of having had it.
It's not normal not to be at least a little crazy in some small sense.
I am normal.
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