Yesterday, my life diverged from its normal monotony…I spent time outside. Yes, I actually made arrangements to spend an extended period of time outdoors. I like air conditioning. I like carpet. I like electricity. I like anything that is safely contained within walls. So you can imagine my surprise when I found myself in the backyard, stretched in a hammock, reading Gatsby, and enjoying all nature has to offer. I witnessed some diligently devoted doves tending to the nest they built on top of our outdoor speakers. I witnessed a high speed chase between two squirrels, taking place in the tree limbs above me. I listened to “The Birds and The Breeze”, the hot new single by the up-and-coming artist, Mother Nature. My sprawling limbs jumped at the opportunity to soak up some sun rays. Such a meeting has not happened, in California anyways, since the field trips of youth. In the Islands, I spend most of the day riding the waves, counting how many waves are necessary to sink my feet into the liquid-y sand of the shore, setting my schedule by high and low tide. Conduct on the Mainland is different, apparently from the lack of a near-by ocean. Time spent outside is an accident, a casualty of commute. Nature and I are completely different entities, results are best when not mixed.
But we are water and light and that is all. This is why the dawn of spring moves us so. Flowers are nothing but water and light. Our food is solely water and light, granted you don’t eat processed food in shiny and noisy packages. We even rock the same chemical happenings in us as a banana. According to the human genome, everyone on this planet is 99.9% identical. Only the slightest variation in our genes makes us appear different. You are light. I am light. I hate to admit it, but Lynette is light. Ha, ha. This is starting to sound like transcendentalist propaganda. I am not a transcendentalist, thus, I will stop. But I will leave you with an amazing passage from an amazing writer. It will amaze you. Or maybe not.
"Life is but a dream. There are no rules, only loves and fears. No one knows just why we are here and what the point is but we have figured out so far that it’s based on having experiences. We all get to have a wonderful time, even if it is limited, to dance and play out here on the surface on the earth, on the side of the rock, and thankfully we’re not sliding down to some bottom or being flung off the side of it as it spins and do-si-do’s around the galaxy. When was the last time you sat and thanked gravity for the rain or skydiving? The wonderful time is obviously introduced in so many different ways across the plains. Our parents and theirs before them set into motion where you would dance and how you might do it. From early on we became conditioned beings."
5 comments:
Holy crap you have a hammock?
I love this, as always.
do you know how many times i've checked your blog this week to see if you'd posted something new?
i don't really know either, but i'm guessing not many since it's monday. since last like..thursday though, i've spent many an afternoon crying over a lack of new blogs. but today, my friend, today i am changed.
Ditto to natalie's comment.
All i have to say is:
Wow.
and to extend that "wow" I will say you are a fantastic writer.
so fantastic she suddenly went from cats to michael jin to papers in ears.
...oh and then about a boyfriend?
tell me kyla, how do you make eye contact with someone but say he doesn't know you exist...? is that possible?
i told you natalie, he's my secret boyfriend. our relationship is such a secret he doesn't even know it. but he will.
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