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Nothing Happening…

In the words of Douglas Adams: “For a moment, nothing happened. Then, after a second or so, nothing continued to happen.”

That’s been my life in a nutshell recently. I’ve been reading all these amazing blogs full of interesting stories, deep insights, funny pictures and so on and wishing I could find something memorable to blog about. So I waited and waited and then… nothing happened.

Nothing happened
Nothing happened (Photo credit: warrenski)

Next I said to myself: “Come on, Chris! Life doesn’t just happen, you have to go out and find it! Carpe diem and all that.” So, I decided to leave my apartment and go out into the world for life to happen to me. I walked around the block, went to Tim Hortons, stopped and chatted with a woman walking her dog, things like that. While technically, that’s what life is, little events that weave together into the tapestry of our existence…it’s kind of boring to talk about. Some people can spin a great tale out of experiences like these; I’ve read their blogs and I greatly envy them. But for me, it’s hard to make ordering a coffee sound exhilarating. Unless…

As I was walking out the door with my steaming hot coffee, I stumbled! Dun! Dun! Dun! The coffee spilled and scalded my hand!! Oh, the humanity!!!

Well, that didn’t actually happen, but I suppose a liberal dose of fiction could spice up some everyday events ;)

In any case, one of the reasons I started this blog was that it forces me to try to observe and appreciate the little things in life, to find the stories that are all around me. Even if I can’t spin elaborate stories about a woman walking her poodle at the moment, I think that with enough time and practice, I’ll get there. I’m still new at this, after all. And hey, if I don’t improve, or if nothing continues to happen to me, there’s always fiction…

Posted in Musings, Random

Dark Tea-Time of the Soul

So my original plan for this blog was for it to be a sort of journal to jot down the events of my day and my thoughts about those events; you know, the traditional uses for a journal?  But now, I’m thinking it might end up being a pseudo version of that where I don’t really blather on about my day – my days are pretty boring and uneventful anyhow – and instead write about random junk that I think about or stumble upon during my day.

Like for example, today I started reading about the Dark Night of the Soul which, for those whom aren’t familiar with it, is a poem and treatise by Saint John of the Cross about, as per Wikipedia, “the painful experience that people endure as they seek to grow in spiritual maturity and union with God”. Now, I don’t consider myself a religious person per se, but my interest here has nothing to do with faith or religion anyway. Let me walk you through how I came to be interested in this. I first started by looking up Douglas Adams after watching the movie Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy. (Terrific movie, btw) From there, I learned that he wrote a book called The Long Dark Tea-Time of the Soul, whose title was a parody of the poem by Saint John. I haven’t read it yet, but with a title like that, you can bet that I will at some point.  I then decided to try a different site than my trusty ol’ Wikipedia and came to this site, which describes the concept in a more New Agey kind of way that involves enlightenment and reaching a higher consciousness. I am constantly hopping around from place to place like this, it’s a miracle I managed to stay more or less on the same subject this time…

Towel with the words "Don't Panic" on Towel Day (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Douglas Adams was a wise man. True words to live by, whether you ever experience your own Dark Tea-Time of the Soul or not...

Whether or not I believe in the whole concept of the Dark Night is irrelevant to me; I just find it intriguing. It’s the same for many subjects with me. I often read about spirituality and reincarnation and different religious concepts. I always keep an open mind for all of these. Who can say if they’re right or not? There is no evidence for or against most of it. I like to entertain the notion of all sorts of ideas while not rejecting any of them. Anyway, there’s just something sad and yet beautiful about the idea of a Dark Night of the Soul, whether you see it in a religious light, or in more of a personal enlightenment way, don’t you think?

Funnily enough, after all this, I haven’t actually gotten around to reading the actual poem…