Time waits for no one.
Reflecting on the habit of order this week, I began wondering if there was more than the obvious, what order might hold beyond freedom from clutter and ball juggling.
Not surprisingly, the answer arrived long before words had a chance to organize themselves for me to hear. A long week this has been – knowing without knowing what I already now knew.
The opening of spaces
from things in their places
reveals an intriguing oasis
of many more cases.
(Apparently I’m revving up for Whimsy week ahead of the May 27 schedule.)
While teasing apart the knowing remains a work in progress, a few points have come forward as starters:
a. Order all to easily slips into oblivion.
We stop paying attention to what grabbed our attention and we end up missing opportunities or signals for change. Paying attention to everything isn’t feasible, but neither is paying attention to nothing.
d. Order is temporary.
Change happens. Life happens. Trying to maintain order when something is trying to change creates the perfect conditions for a long struggle.
f. Order is as much a beginning as an end.
The ebb and flow of chaos into order into chaos into order blurs the line of when order is reached. Order leans towards being more of a decision or opinion than a fact.
b. Order is relative.
Perspective changes everything. What looked like order once may not be order another time. Chaos close-up may be imperceptible within a greater order of the bigger (or smaller) picture.
e. Order doesn’t always mean static, motionless or still.
Atoms, planets, beehives, ticket line ups, ant hills, and roadways are all order in motion. We have our place in relationship to everything else, but our place does not remain the same.
c. Order is perfect as it is.
Striving for orderly perfection diminishes the inherent gifts order brings about. We can’t control or make order perfect, but we can listen for when order is.
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