Musing

today’s Musing written and published from south Calgary, near Fish Creek Park

walk report: -9C/16F, overcast, lots of damp fresh snow – still falling – everything pure and clean; footing uncertainty my top priority, while Gusta felt everything needed a sniff because stuff could be anywhere - sharp contrast to yesterday’s sojourn at the off-leash area of interesting terrain, of dips, turns and paths

I empathize with the plight of the male butterfly; he knows but does not fully understand the beautiful creature he is pursuing – but his life is short, no idea when weather or seasons will change – but, for a short while in the life of this planet, he wants to wake up every morning knowing that he will bed down next to her that night; I think it is a small thing to grant the butterfly – he works hard, cares, makes genuine effort to be a good butterfly (yet he makes no apology for having lived a checkered life of a grasshopper too); he brings diversification and variety that make him a little goofy but sometimes fun to be with (I am wondering too if the ‘Flight of the Bumblebee’ was really intended to be the ‘Plight of the Bumblebee’ for I am sure all frisky species must have this in common

my destination is not a place or places or many places – it is a province of peace, a state of mind, of being found and found out and where we are is right here right now and nothing else matters anywhere close to this anywhere in life in any place (mind you, everything’s nicer in Maui)

I think it matters as much to men and women, but in my experience it seems women talk about it more; being sure of a big thing or of the many tiny things that make up its whole seems to be something worthy of thought and consideration – it seems logical, thoughtful and worthy - that is the process called ‘being sure’

emotion, feeling, wishing and desiring must have a place amongst the details – there has to be time for wanting, space for randomness and room for error; old thoughts and new thoughts collide, ideas interfere with issues – the conundrum of figuring out what comes next, what comes after that and where that leads

simply put, with a definable destination and a choice of traveling companion, the consternation is in finding the combination of dips, turns and paths to get there; so it would seem, in relationships there is a familiar process – a discussing of issues, making plans to be sure but there is the part that comes before the making of the plans

in recent days, and coming ones too, discussion will take place in my life not unlike discussions in many relationships - that point of go forward, go backward or stand-still – when those seem to be the three available options; confounding a bit for me because I feel like a story teller, writing it down, where I’ve found my happy ending - but it’s only the middle of the story

Mark Kolke
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