“All of those for whom authentic transformation has deeply unseated their souls must, I believe, wrestle with the profound moral obligation to shout from the heart-perhaps quietly and gently, with tears of reluctance; perhaps with fierce fire and angry wisdom; perhaps with slow and careful analysis; perhaps by unshakable public example-but authenticity always and absolutely carries a demand and duty: you must speak out, to the best of your ability, and shake the spiritual tree, and shine your headlights into the eyes of the complacent. You must let that radical realization rumble through your veins and rattle those around you.”
Ken Wilber

Unimportant Things

n

Its 2am – we’ve just moved to our new home. I can’t sleep. I got up, found and put together the pieces that make up the computer. I had a thought I wanted to share about “unimportant things”. Then I did a bunch of unimportant things (opening boxes, searching for parts, connecting cables, sorting power connectors, etc.) so I can write about “unimportant things” …  hmmmm…..

We moved from what is considered an urban area – into something different – I can’t define it yet. But things here go slower – there is time to really get things done. I feel at home with the pace of things here.

I realized that I (for some reason) categorized some things I do (such as cooking, washing dishes, driving, running errands, etc.) as “unimportant” – though I never quite acknowledged them as such… I do them because I have to, I do them to get them done, I do them because they are required for something else (more important), I do them because no one else, I do them impatiently, I do them thinking I would rather not be doing them.

After noticing this for a while – I realized that when I do something “unimportant” there is a contemplation and once I go through I feel lighter, I relax, I take the time to enjoy what I’m doing, I realize it’s actual as important (or not) as other important (or not) things I do! Importance, and other measures seem confusing and meaningless… I find this pleasing and amusing. Does this ever happen to you?

This entry was posted in Expanding, inside. You are welcome to add your comment

Leave a Reply

  • Inside

  • Subscribe via Email