Do you know this feeling? It comes out of the blue. Nothing dramatically has happened (thank God). Maybe it is just this feeling that nothing happens.
Feeling stuck. Rien ne va plus.
Everyone and everything seems to squat on its old place without moving a jota. The radio plays the same old songs. I’m captivated by a time warp, cotton between me and the world outside. Listlessly I drink a tea. While English people say “Just wait and see!” Germans advise “Wait and drink tea!” So I do. Sip another cup of Lady Grey and stare into the fine drizzle outside.
Of course I know what ‘happened’. Yin and Yang. What goes up must come down. And vice versa.
So I tell myself to take a rest, allow myself to do nothing. (I’m not good at that). Usually I start a new project before I finish another. This time I don’t know which of my new projects is really worth that my heart glows for it. I feel distracted. A bit subdued.
Which of course is utterly unfair: one glimpse into my Gratitude Journal would show me that.
Stubbornly I refuse to have a look.
Maybe I just want to sit here doing nothing? For a day at least: not doing anything but let it happen, as the New Agers say? Charge the batteries, as an engineer would say? I can relax: Life will move on in its own wonderful way.
So I’ll just have a walk without an aim (but an umbrella). Or take a pencil and draw instead of taking quick pictures with my camera.
I’ll be looking carefully, be silent (as good as I can, with that monkeymind), try to forget the ‘World of the Tenthousand Things’, just comfort the body - then mind and soul will follow.
As Scarlett O’Hara put it so nicely:
"After all, tomorrow is another day."
