I would like to live in a place where people act every day as they act when there is a foot of snow on the ground. I don’t particularly like commenting on the weather incessantly, but it is nice that strangers suddenly feel they have something worthwhile to share. “I wish I had brought a scarf”, “pretty crazy cold this morning”, “watch out for that corner there, it’s slick”, “I’m from Wisconsin, I’m used to this”. Overnight, subdued Bellingham discovers its own human dimension – all this time it thought the moving shapes were part of the beautiful landscape.
It is so much easier for me to be centered and present when I am alone in nature, where humans can be relegated in my mind to the background landscape. When strangers start talking to me, I get pulled back into the story I tell myself about my own life. I have been practicing feeling my soul inside my physical form. This morning I thought that feeling was akin to an “Occupy Melissa” movement (oh yes, and that made me giggle aloud). When the outside world calls for my attention, it’s like when the city of Bellingham forced the evacuation of the “Occupy Bellingham” people out of the public park where they had set up residence for the past couple of months. The city officials said they supported the movement but had to look out for the welfare of the city’s parks too. I can see how if I were to Occupy Melissa too long, in this early clumsy state I’m in, I might neglect the physical envelop I call my body. So, thank you random people, for bringing me back into the world.
I thought I’d establish early on in this blog that I might not always make any sense to you, so you know what you’re getting yourself into before you decide to “follow” it.
Enjoy the snow, if you have some!!