Saturday, August 24, 2013
August 25, 2013,
There has been less overt evidence of entropy this week--the threat of chaos has receded a bit. I am not fooled, however. Let my investment of energy flag at any crucial pint and entropy, like gravity, will promptly take charge.
I think that one of the Chief Disorderly Imps of Entropy has a permanent residence in my desk. Each night this Chief Disorderly Imp, ably assisted by chaos-loving cohorts, scatters every pile of papers that I have wrestled into some kind of order during the day, and moves every book I am using into a Most-Illogical-Least-Likely-To-Be-Thought-Of-Place in the house. Keeping tools, space, and thoughts in working order is no small task in itself. No wonder we are tired at the end of a major piece of work.
The new computer remains in boxes in the garage. However, it is now accompanied by an additional larg box containing the new printer. Progress!! Nevertheless, the goal of full assembly and a state of relatively bug-free operation appears to lie yet some distance away.
I have dead-headed and fertilized plants on both patios and those bordering the front walk. I pulled the leggy bloomed-out petunias and pruned back the bedraggled geraniums. I set out two mums to brighten up the fall garden.
The idea of entropy in relationships continues to interest me. I am sobered to realize that it is not necessary for me to do a hurtful act to harm a relationship. I need only to do nothing--to fail to invest energy, whatever the reason, and entropy will control the outcome.
Experience teaches me that in a fit of gardening enthusiasm I can purchase more plants that I can set out and
Perhaps the mark of integrity in relationships is steady investment of energy to nurture those relationships in which we have made a commitment to connection.
Thinking that it is not my good intentions nor my warm fuzzy feelings that strengthen relationships--it is my investment of my life energy that holds back entropy and its fatal pull. There is no substitute.
See you next week,