File this under “the brain is a weird and wonderful thing”.
I don’t know about you guys but I suspect I haven’t watched an episode of “Alice” since the early to mid-1980s. I don’t spend a great deal of time pondering the show but I have to admit it’s come to mind at least twice in the last year. Once when Vera died and once because Linda Lavin played a small role in “The Intern“, a really crappy De Niro film my wife made me watch with her. I do also tell people to “kiss my grits” every now and then.
Still, waking up with the the theme from “Alice” in my head was unexpected. It proves the brain is capable of doing some really throw-back things early in the morning. I woke up singing, “there’s a new girl in town [and she’s feeling good]*. She was just passing through buuut if things work out, she’s going to stayyyy!”. I had to Google the lyrics just to make sure it actually was the theme from Alice.
Anyway, if you are unfamiliar with the song, you may watch it below. God bless America for inventing Youtube.
* Not an actual lyric. Brain was filling in gaps, apparently.
Good morning, Internet. I know you’re surprised to see me this early in the morning. I’m trying to start a new pattern in my life. I’m trying to start my days differently and, hopefully, spend my days differently.
My typical morning starts with me rising with my daughter and starting the day with her. She has been our morning alarm and, thankfully, she’s a good sleeper. She doesn’t typically wake until 7:30 or so. This morning, she gave us a gift and slept in until nearly 8:30. But this morning, I had been up nearly two hours before she awoke. (One of life’s great joys, by the way, is waking up before my daughter just to listen at her door, listening to her talk to her stuffed animals in the morning. I can’t pretend to understand everything she is saying but she sure has a constant stream of it. She does the same thing at bedtime.)
I’m trying to get up earlier just to spend quiet time alone. When I rise with my daughter, my morning begins full and I don’t have time to spend in my thoughts or alone with God. As I alluded to in my earlier post, I miss periods of reflection in my life. I spend so much time consuming the news or Facebook or cute kitten pictures that I don’t even know how to think anymore. I used to sit for long periods of time absorbed in my own thoughts. My writing used to spring from those thoughts. It’s no wonder that I write less on this blog these days. I don’t have any thoughts worth sharing.
Judging from the time I spend on Facebook, no one else does either. It’s all moral outrage and kitten videos and pithy wisdom that make a small ripple in your soul before being crowded out by all the noise.
Anyway, I am trying to remove all that from my life. I do like checking in on my friends and family and I like knowing what’s going on in each and every one of their lives. But I am very mindful of all the wasted time and wasted thoughts. The clock is ticking and life is passing in a steady stream. I don’t want to waste it in mindless consumption any more.
I hope that means you will find me here more often. Even that is a challenge, however. It means I have to spend some time in thought and reflection in order to have a thought worth sharing. And then I have to fire up the laptop and ignore Reddit and Facebook and my other typical news sources in order to come here and write it all down. Today I was successful-ish but one day does not a pattern make.
For those of you who came here to read this today, thanks for consuming my little piece of the internet. Ironic, isn’t it? 🙂
Hello and happy Father’s Day to all. I sat day-dreaming of writing all through church this morning and I’m hoping that the inspiration will not leave me now that I’m actually in front of my keyboard. I find that my computer (and my phone) has become such a tool of consumption that I have a difficult time using it for creation any more. I find myself endlessly distracted by Facebook and Reddit and the consuming of news. I’m trying desperately to rid myself of those distractions so I can be productive and creative again. I have gotten so used to consuming everything in sight that I can’t even let my mind wander in reflection any more. All the things I dream, I fail to create. I miss being reflective and generally miss day-dreaming.
So what’s on my mind? Family mostly. Life. Creation. I guess I was day-dreaming of what I want my life to be from here on out. I am nearly 46 and I know that I don’t have forever left to me. I hope I have a goodly amount of time left but you never know. My father passed last year at the ripe old age of 81 but he spent the last 15 years of his life in declining health from Parkinson’s. The last time I saw him alive was Father’s Day of last year. From some of his behavior, we knew he was declining and didn’t have long. My siblings and I made an effort to travel across the country to be together as a whole family one last time. Thankfully, we were all able to make the trip as he passed away not two weeks later. I think of him often and have been thinking of him much over the last two days. I miss him very much.
Anyway, If I am as blessed to years as was my father, I could only have another 25 years or so of good health. The way I feel sometimes, I wonder if I have that many left. I don’t have any major health problems but the minor ones make you think something is out there waiting for you. With my remaining time, I want to spend as much time with my family as possible. The times when the whole family comes together are not as often as I would like. We used to find a week every year to gather at the beach or at the lake but even an annual gathering of the whole family is tough these days. Busy schedules and long distances intervene to keep us all apart. I am sure it’s been over a year since I saw some of my nephews and the last time I remember the whole family being together was two years ago in April.
I also want to create something. I don’t know what exactly but I have visions of creation all the time. If we are indeed made in the image of our Creator, I think the desire to create (and procreate) is possibly the strongest evidence of it. I think we all desire to make something, however small. That is the echo of God in us all.
So my day-dreams are filled with ways to shrink the distances and make the time. They are filled with things to create. Most of them seem so plausible in the midst of the day-dream but so tough to make real when you sit down to the keyboard again. But we’ll see. Maybe if I can cut out distractions and start creating again, I can live the creative life I imagine.