4.21.2012

Size

Sometimes, when I want to get better perspective, I find it helpful to think of the word in its spacial sense.  How big is this thing, really?  How close is it?  Am I about to get run over by a freight train or a hamster?

I'm starting to notice that there are a lot of inflatable freight trains in life.  Things that look massive, but just because they've been filled with a bunch of hot air (some of it mine, some of it other people's).    

It's become commonplace for people to wear their busy-ness, overwhelmed-ness, and struggles as a badge of honor.  If we're overwhelmed, it's because we're indispensable for so many people.  What we're doing is very, very important.  Bah.  Centuries of people have done important things with equanimity.  Centuries of blusterers have passed into dust and anonymity.

My word of blessing today:  You are precious, but you are not important.  God is.  May you rejoice in those relative sizes.      

3 comments:

  1. today a student showed me a sheet on which her anxiety was 4 (5 being greatest) and a plan to deal with it, I said go for it. Didn't need someone that riled up trying to focus on physics ;')

    so I'm not important? ;')

    ReplyDelete
  2. You got it, Stratoz.

    Of course, now I'm thinking about making plans to deal with assignments with a 4/5 on the anxiety chart. *sigh*

    ReplyDelete
  3. The wave can crest and bring the anxiety back down--sounds impossible, but I've experienced it.

    ReplyDelete

Unnamed sources make me crazy. Just one time, I'd like to see, instead of 'according to unnamed sources,' I'd like to see 'according to tweaky little, ill-informed, chicken-ass, wannabe.'
-Abigail Bartlett, The West Wing