Archive for April, 2011

Possibilities

I stumbled across something earlier this week that just kind of stuck with me…”Life is like a funnel – it start out at the top where the possibilities are endless and eventually through our choices (jobs/family/bills/kids/etc) we end up at the bottom, limited to the way things are.”  Funny how as we get older and ‘grow up’ life ties us to certain responsibilities we feel compelled to carry out.  Even if we don’t always want to continue doing things that way – we do it anyway.

Here’s the thing though…possibilities are just that…a whole lot of maybe’s in life.  Maybe doesn’t mean yes and it doesn’t mean no and sometimes depending on the possibility, sometimes it isn’t even a GOOD thing.  Take for example -

  1. The possibility of RAIN
  2. The possibility of flooding as the rivers continue to rise on a daily basis.
  3. The possibility of a new job
  4. The possibility of a celebration

On the surface most of these (1,3 & 4) seem like a good thing where as 2 doesn’t really seem like the possibility of something any of us would hope for, but could we be wrong?

  1. Rain – Good thing if there has been little to none; Bad, however, if the area is already saturated and river levels are high.
  2. Flood – Bad thing because no one really wants to risk losing everything or anything; Good however, if you’ve been holding on to something (house/property/etc) for all the wrong reasons and a disaster like this can help break the ties.
  3. New Job – Good thing if its more money or career growth or personal satisfaction; Bad, however, if it means someone else is losing a job
  4. Celebration – Good because we all like to ‘celebrate’; Bad, however, if any of the first three possibilities interfere and prevent the celebration as planned.

Possibilities, for me, are not endless…at least not the way they once were.  I will admit that I feel like I am swirling down my funnel of life knowing that I cannot stop this progression and yet still clinging to the hope that things can change … if I really want them to.

Over the next 2 weeks each possibility above will become a reality and a choice will be made.  Each can go 1 of 2 ways and only then will I know the outcome.  I like having options, possibilities, choices, but there comes a point when we’re far enough into the funnel that you can see what they are before they get there.  A point in life where we cannot blindly ignore one because ‘something better’ could be out there.

I am here and I don’t have the answers…

Obscure

I’m here and I’m teetering on the edge of something much bigger than myself.  It’s hard to explain sometimes, the thoughts that go through my brain, but I am here wanting to shout from the roof tops and at the same time bury myself in my closet amongst the shoes and clothes hoping to just be obscured from vision.

It’s kind of funny – I looked around the site because I noticed a few days ago I couldn’t find a previous post here and I realized I didn’t have a link to my archives.  In the process of putting up a link I noticed only a years worth of archives available and kind of got weird in the fact that I’ve been around CafeKel for about 3 years and then I remembered I made the decision not to import them last year when I did some site renovations.  The part I mentioned earlier about obscuring the past…yeah apparently I’m pretty good at feeling the need to erase the slate and start over.

Truth is, lately I guess I’ve been feeling that way a little bit more.  There are changes on the horizon and yet so much wouldn’t really be changing.  It almost feels more like I’m being held in a single moment by a rubber band…I can move, I can go, I can change direction, but in the end I will come back to the center of where I am right now.  While I find this feeling frustrating…I can’t quite shake the feeling that I am missing some crucial element to why I cannot break free of this ‘rubber band.’

So in the end I ramble here…the only place my soul can speak in riddles and still make reason out of all my rhymes.

Giving In…

Today…that is what I talked about last time I wrote here and then as quickly as it came, it was gone and I was right back to what I know and where I’d been all along. 

Sometimes its the silence that scares us most – the thought of being alone with only our thoughts that keeps us moving forward.  Sometimes though, the silence is what we need the most – the moments just before the dawn breaks where dreams and reality merge, where the conscious and subconcious meet, the place where thoughts are free to roam and sometimes grow into possibilities.  For me, I find it hard to be in “that” place and for a while now I have been dancing around the edges of that place because…because simply I wasn’t sure I was ready to face what might be there.  I’m not saying that it is always a scary place, but rather sometimes being there can give you a glimpse of yourself that isn’t really the ‘you’ you’d hope would be looking back.

I am there.  I am on autopilot and going thru the motions takes effort I’m not sure I have anymore.  I feel numb and so afraid to let it all go because if I do, where will I go next?  What will the motivation be?  Months of uncertainty and thought and mask wearing – just hoping tomorrow would be different have only lead to this place where the silence is all I’m left with.  For a few days, I gave in and let it go…let go of everything and just became absorbed in the silence and for once it was peaceful to just be and I could almost feel myself start to feel less empty.   There are things I can see clearer than before and things I think I am beginning to understand, but for right now it’s just one tiny step at a time.