Yesterday, as I was flying back from New York City, I was thinking about you (I seem to be doing this more and more) and before I get on the road to drive to Indianapolis in two hours I wanted to put these thoughts about Traveling down.
No, not because everything has to come around to what I am doing at the moment, but because I've had this notion in my head that you are still on your way, that you're moving towards us right now as I speak, as if your a force building up strength.
But then I consider where you are, deep in your mother's belly, like some bite-sized Buddha sitting there contemplating your next move. Yes, you take on more cells everyday. Yes, your brain is developing at a pace that (thankfully) outpaces my own brain's DEcomposition. But you are here and at the risk of sounding strange -- that scare me.
That thought: that you are hear then starts me thinking of how to protect you, how to ensure that nothing upsets your development.
You see how crazy things are on this side of life? We worry about traveling and we worry about being protected in one place. (Or at least, I do; I'm sure your mother is more sensible about these sorts of things.)
These days, when I get on the road to drive to Indianapolis, I find that you are on my mind. And when I am here, in town, at a coffeeshop with your mother or just watching TV, you are on my mind.
But like that light coming to us from distant stars, we are all in motion because EVERYTHING is in motion, through space AND time. So, instead of offering any advice, I think I'm going to take a hint from you and find my own place to contemplate this incredible life and journey, and let the great world spin around me.
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