September 29, 2013
This week held a number of inverse correlations.
Among other truths that I experienced, I found that the more I hurried the less I accomplished. The more I searched for the perfect, the more I discovered the flawed and broken in myself and in the world around me.
I think Douglas Adams (author of A Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy) was considering the consequences of this paradoxical life process when he wrote, “I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I intended to be.”
This dilemma accounts for some of my reluctance to write anything of an autobiographical nature. Even if I could describe where in this life I went when I went where I did not intend to go, I would then face the even greater difficulty of explaining how it was that going where I did not intend to go permitted me to end up being where I meant to be. Even more bewildering, how is it that in this muddle-headed traveling I have become more of the person I was intended to become even though I did not know that person until I have come close to the journey’s end?
Thinking with you that logic often loses in the final balance of life: much that is not good comes to count for good in the end.
Still learning (with exasperation) that good outcomes are frequently negatively correlated with sensible, self-evident solutions. Go figure, then tell me. I don't yet have a logical explanation of that.
See you next week.