It's been a while since I read Breakfast of Champions, but as I recall, there's something in there about the idea of getting existence down to a pure beam of light. I forget the exact context, but that pure beam of light was something desirable yet unattainable.
Over the years, I have gone from one extreme to the other...sometimes immersing myself in the world and all of its wonderful (and not-so-wonderful) distractions...other times doing all I can to strip away those "distractions" and seek the peace and serenity of that beam of light. But as the title of the long-running Chicago comedy says, "Too Much Light Makes the Baby Go Blind," and after a while, I find myself nodding in agreement when people say things like, "It's not the destination; it's the journey." So I jump back in and the cycle begins again.
Right now, I'm definitely in "immersion" mode. Which is fine. That pure beam of light is still in there somewhere. I'll find it again when I need it. Not much else to say on the topic -- except I think it's worthwhile to think about where you are in your life right now. Serene beam of light? Dizzying array of distractions? Both are okay. And in the end, maybe they're the same thing...a serene beam of distractions...or a dizzying array of light.
Monday, July 27, 2009
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My light is more like a disco ball.
ReplyDeleteI like that, Wendy. Reminds me that we're always somewhere between "Stayin' Alive" and "Disco Inferno."
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