It was one of the early days of the onset of spring today and too bad, I was sitting at work, working on a release for the coming week. Sigh! Lately I have been crazy busy. Hmmm.. But I don't mind it *that* much, since it's luckily (and touch wood!) not a regular phenomenon. Sometimes we all have to work a little harder than we usually do... But since I am warmed up, I don't mind the Monday coming up. I can stare it in the eye!
Well, so this morning when I woke up I had only one strong wish - that I get to witness something supernatural! I think I'd had this fantastic dream about an angel carrying a girl in this science fiction like device that could fly and float and go under water. Part of me feels like I was that girl, because I felt I went underwater. But part of me thinks I was a witness. Thanks to the books I am reading, my dreams are operating under a completely different set of laws!
When I woke up, I had this intense desire to witness something supernatural - and some questions came to mind- would I rather experience something supernatural or merely witness? I at least for now, choose witnessing. I have never chosen not knowing or experiencing over knowing or experiencing, just because of my degree of curiosity. But now, my reasoning is that, when you witness, you can still stay in complete awe at the end of the witnessing. Whereas, if you experience it, at the end of it, is there as much awe of the unknown? It led me to this thought that perhaps most awe arises out of not knowing something fully. That said, if there existed somebody who was truly all-knowing, would they still have any awe and wonder left in them, and would this even be fair on them? Is this why we humans are designed to be finite in a number of ways? So we can always preserve our feeling of awe and wonder? Are we fortunate for this....?
The fact that I have a parallel track of awesomeness conjured up makes Monday seem even more tolerable at this point... :-)
2 comments:
"Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard are sweeter" :)
I wouldnt ever want to know it all. The fact that there is some unknown, unpredictable stuff ahead keeps me going. Have you seen kids?How they are at awe at everything they look at. But as we grow we change and there are things that dont interest our curiosity as much, like the rising or setting sun or school bus. I wish I could still lock that sense of awe of a kid somewhere in me. And ofcourse that would mean I wouldnt care of which day of the week it is ;)
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