I never seem to get used to the amazing stillness and emptiness that follows an incredibly busy time. After the chaos, double-time planning and execution of Passover, then the incredibly stimulating time at the sci-fi/fantasy convention, I am left with silence. Well, mostly...there still remains the war of sibling rivalry that is living at my house currently. *smirk*
It won't be still for long, however. Rob & the boys are heading out this weekend to enjoy some camping and fishing, and then the following weekend is more travel for everyone in the household. But, for now, it's the mundane tasks of school, chores, and laundry - the things that no one wants to do. Why is it during these times that I just can't seem to get myself motivated to do the things that would make my life more manageable during the hectic days? It must be my lack of self-discipline, I suppose.
Yoda had a great saying about self-mastery, but now, for the life of me, I can't remember it. I'll have to find it later...after I procrastinate on about a zillion other things I should be doing. I look longingly over at the greener grass of make-believe; what would life in the Temple be like? Sparring practice, classes, study, quiet meditation...my own bed. (yep, that's greener grass, for sure!) And, just waiting for the next assignment, mission, to test the skills that have been honed.
Adventure…excitement…a Jedi craves not these things.
Y'gotta love the roller coaster; either you are white knuckled, just hangin' on for dear life feeling the adrenalin pumpin' as you climb to higher heights, or you have your hands flung high over your head, screaming at the top of your lungs as you plummet towards certain destruction. But let us not forget the stillness that comes when the ride is over, and you think, "that was cool, but now what?"
*kickin' myself in the butt*
"Move along...move along."