TRANSITIONS
We just returned from Disney World to the northern climes of Ohio. It's snowing and I am thinking about transitions.
Warm weather to cold. Old life to new. This task to that. Transitions are the synapses in between. They are where we make the adjustments to re-orient and re-focus where we plan to be, where we are going, and where we are at.
Every moment is a perceived stasis that is in transition. An end in itself, to be observed or performed as perfectly as any sacramental ritual, yet transient and moving ahead beyond our control - like a Disney ride.
Defining who we are is difficult because the self is a moving target.
A life of fleeting performance rituals filled with epiphanies and continuous transitions.
The direction is not pre-determined, but is ad hoc. Unlike a Disney ride, we have some control and choice of what the ride will be like.
We get to define the transitions, to a point. But, the exact details of the destinations are always unknown. This is a ride we have never taken before.
Warm weather to cold. Old life to new. This task to that. Transitions are the synapses in between. They are where we make the adjustments to re-orient and re-focus where we plan to be, where we are going, and where we are at.
Every moment is a perceived stasis that is in transition. An end in itself, to be observed or performed as perfectly as any sacramental ritual, yet transient and moving ahead beyond our control - like a Disney ride.
Defining who we are is difficult because the self is a moving target.
A life of fleeting performance rituals filled with epiphanies and continuous transitions.
The direction is not pre-determined, but is ad hoc. Unlike a Disney ride, we have some control and choice of what the ride will be like.
We get to define the transitions, to a point. But, the exact details of the destinations are always unknown. This is a ride we have never taken before.
posted by TML at 8:27 AM
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