If I Tolle You Once, I Tolle You Twice

Have you ever noticed that once you discover a new word or concept, suddenly you find it all over the place? It’s as if it’s trying to prove its importance, or to cement itself into your memory, or perhaps even to mock your former ignorance of it. In any event, this sudden commonness of a previously unknown thing has happened time and again, and not just to me. I’ve heard others remark on this phenomenon, too.

It happened to me again just a few weeks ago. In the course of my work, I came across the word TOLLE. I had no idea what it was, so I looked it up. It was a reference to Eckhart Tolle, an author of spiritual self-help books. Tolle seemed to be fairly well known, but not quite a household name. I had no choice but to remove the word, but it took a lot of work. That’s probably why I remember it so well. I might have been a little annoyed with Eckhart Tolle.

A few days later, I was reading a Wikipedia article about a different person. That person turned out to be an adherent of Eckhart Tolle’s philosophies. Later, I was reading an article about meditation in Rhode Island Monthly, and whose name should come up again but Eckhart Tolle’s? Then yesterday I found his name in my very own Inspiration Notebook. I had cut-and-pasted an Eckhart Tolle quote into my book without taking note of the name.

So, for anyone else who had never heard of Eckhart Tolle, he’s the guy who said this:

Most humans are never fully present in the now, because unconsciously they believe that the next moment must be more important than this one. But then you miss your whole life, which is never not now. And that’s a revelation for some people: to realize that your life is only ever now.

I haven’t studied up on him, so I’m certainly not advocating him or his philosophies as a whole. However, the quote above does speak to me. I believe that the Now is all we have. For me, and perhaps also for you, the Now now includes a new name.

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SITY: Violet Sea

Swimming in Violets

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Mysterious and Slow

There was an Internet discussion recently about books from the ’80s. Piers Anthony was mentioned. I read many of his books when I was a teenager. He was both popular and prolific (if I remember correctly, he claimed to write 10,000 words per day). He wrote several series, but the one he was best known for was Xanth.

Thinking about the Xanth books reminded me of a particular day, maybe ten years ago. I was just sitting around, thinking about nothing in particular, when suddenly I had a strange epiphany. I said to myself, Xanth is the sound in-between “Piers” and “Anthony”: “Pier-Xanth-ony.”

Whoa! That was so clever of him. And duh! Why did it take me 20 years to figure that out? And why did my brain care enough after 20 years to figure it out at all? I don’t know. Even now, I marvel over the randomness of it. The mind works in mysterious (and sometimes very slow) ways!

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Going or Staying

As I was writing one of yesterday’s posts, I thought about using either the word “housebound” or the word “homebound” to describe my carless situation. I decided against both, because they imply an inability to leave the house, such as could be the case for someone very old and sick. I am still capable of walking outside and into the sunshine, thank goodness.

But thinking about those words made me realize how tricky the word “bound” is. It has several definitions, some of which are nearly opposite in meaning. Consequently, if you say that you’re “homebound,” it could mean that you’re traveling toward home or that you’re stuck in it.

It’s probably best to avoid “homebound” and use the alternatives “homeward bound” and “housebound” instead. Life is full of little ambiguities, but let’s avoid them where we can. At the very least we should know if we’re going or if we’re staying!

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SITY: Daffodils & Friends

Not all daffodils are yellow, and vive la différence!

Oh, but daffodil yellow is wonderful against a blue sky.

And what have we here? I’m not sure exactly what these bugs are (perhaps soldier beetles, a.k.a. leatherwings?), but I can tell you that they’re really into daffodils.

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Stuck

It is one thing to have a car and only use it when you really need it. Then being at home is a choice, and you can even pat yourself on the back for being virtuous. It is something else to be without a car. Then you’re stuck at home, and it feels like prison. When I complained about it this morning, my husband said, “After I get home, I’ll take you anywhere you need to go.” I gnashed my teeth at him. He was completely missing the point. It’s not about going places. It’s about freedom and independence. If I do not get my car back soon, I will go crazy!

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Piles of Flowers

I have such sweet children. They both picked bouquets of dandelions and tiny violets for me on the way to the bus stop this morning. It’s early in the season, so most of the flowers are too short-stemmed to fit in a vase. That makes the bunches of flowers less like bouquets and more like piles, but they sure are cheerful. The weather this week has been a mix of April showers and warm, sunny days. Soon the violets will grow tall enough for proper bouquets, and then we will fill the house with them.

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Slow Progress

I feel like everything’s moving at a snail’s pace these days, but at least it is moving. Slow progress is better than no progress. For some projects, we may even see the light at the end of the tunnel soon.

  • My car has been in limbo for months, but we have finally, officially made a decision. Our mechanic has agreed to fix the car at a price that we’re willing to pay, and this morning we told him to go ahead with the repairs. There’s still the chance that the transmission will go bad in the near future, but everything in life is a crapshoot. A replacement car would not come with many guarantees either. It would, however, come with a hefty price tag. So we’re fixing my car, and then we’re going to give it a thorough washing and pretend that it’s new. I realize that I’m in a minority for trying to keep a car that’s over 13 years old, but it’s a good minority 🙂
  • My husband and I are in the process of painting our bedroom. It’s long overdue. We’d already be done if we could just find exactly the right shade of color. But we’ve chosen gray, and gray is tricky. The right gray would be sophisticated and restful, and it would make certain accent colors glow. The wrong gray would be gloomy, and we’d feel like we were living in an institution or an underground bunker. We’ve got several paint samples displayed on the wall, and we don’t like any of them. They’re all too blue, or too dark, or too light. We’ll find the right color eventually. In the meantime, we keep looking, and that’s progress of a sort.
  • I haven’t been writing lately. I feel terrible about that. But I have been working on my novel. Really, I have! My husband gave me a new program to use. It’s called Scrivener. I think it will help. I’ve imported most of my text files into it, not just for my novel, but for all of my half-finished projects. I don’t expect this program to fix all of my problems, but it certainly does alleviate some of them. And, once I’ve written all the scenes for my novel and decided on an order for them, this program can put them into book form instantaneously. I could go from long-term procrastinator to published e-book author in the blink of an eye. For now, let it be enough that I finished my outline and have a blueprint for moving forward.
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First Violets of 2018

Livia’s eyes are better than mine. She spotted two violets in the yard today. I’m not sure which of the two flowers ought to be officially designated First Violet of 2018. One of them clearly had something to say, so I chose its picture for this post.

“Pssst!” the violet whispered excitedly. “Spring is here. Pass it on!”

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Today in Five Senses

SMELL:

  • I made basmati rice today. I love the way it smells as it’s cooking.
  • The first dandelion bloomed today, and I held it up to my nose. I never realized before that dandelions have their own smell. It’s just not as strong as the scent of certain other flowers.

TOUCH:

  • The weather is finally warm enough to go outside without a jacket, but the ground is still pleasantly chilly against bare feet.

SIGHT:

  • Wild turkeys walked past our house this afternoon.
  • The daffodils and hyacinths are coming into bloom.
  • There is a bird nesting on the downspout near the corner of the house. Every time I walk past, she freaks out and zooms into the woods.

TASTE: I ate part of a navel orange this morning. It was delicious and sweet. Did you know that the cluster near the navel is actually a second orange? Food for thought.

HEARING:

  • The peepers are peeping like mad, singing their spring song.
  • Yesterday someone mentioned A-ha’s “Take on Me.” It got thoroughly stuck in my head, so I listened to it on my streaming service today. It’s still a great song, one of the best from that era.
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