Way too difficult to wake up..as always when work starts at 6. As I used to do for the last one and a half year, got up, sat for 5 minutes on the edge of my bed, gathering energy for the new day..
I must tell I never realized that metros are great tools for knocking us out of the reality (what is reality by the way) and fly us to..well this morning to the desert where Antoine de Saint-Exupery's aeroplane landed. I got on, sat down, then, and all the sudden found myself looking at a picture, which with the eyes of a grownup would be seen as a hat...only some would realize that it is an elephant inside a boa constrictor. It made me think..if it was not written there, would I have been able to realize the elephant in the stomach of the boa constrictor? If we see the hat, does it mean that we really SEE? Or we are just mainly driven by what we know...what we learned..and try to find the similarities between a picture and what it reminds us? Do we immediately search our head for information, to give us the answer when the question: "What do you see on the picture?" arises? Does it mean that our minds, the minds of the grownups are much bordered by forms of learned behaviour, experience, and information only? How come the Little Prince, and also a child is able to see the elephant inside the boa constrictor? Is it so that when we are new to the world, we see everything from a different angle? The angle of creativity, the angle of a greater reality? It made me think...how secure is our sense of reality? Do we always see reality, or do we only want to think that what we see is reality? There is a difference...to look at the picture and see the hat, for me is a poor reality..a grey one, limited one...the see the elephant inside the boa constictor is part of a more colourful, broader world... and I love to enter that world time to time..
Then I read about the sheep the Little Prince got, the sheep in the little box..this reminded me our flock that took a visit to Prague last year..the memories rushed at me because the Little Prince was not satisfied with the sheep Antoine drew for him, one was too sick, the other too old. He could not draw a good one, because he did not know how to draw.. He said that he had only properly studied geography, history, arithmetic and grammar...it was our case too, we also had difficulties drawing a sheep, because we were focusing on other "knowledge"...knowledge that was thought to be more "useful" something we'll be able to prosper in the future..were we?
Time flew by...I did not want to "wake up" but the subway arrived, and I had to step out..into my world of "everyday reality"
Work was not so bad today actually, I had a very great friend with me who did his best to keep my spirit lifted :) We had a good laugh, arranged some small "morning party" in the office, listened to Quimby (big time favourite) and enjoyed each other's company. It felt so good to start the day with such a nice kickoff! In the meantime the fog slowly flooded the whole city, and hid all the yawns of the sleepy buildings..This way the world outside of the office got some bonus time before it was really time to wake up, and let the day creep into our flesh.
I had a very delicious salami sandwich today, and magnificent coffee with powdered cinnamon, and cocoa, it made content and a bit more lively :)
After work, I headed to the bookstore, where I was welcomed by the hugs of my closest friends. They were so hungry for some words of spiritual wisdom, I saw the glow in their eyes as they stood there hugging tightly the 2 books they chose from the many, and obviously fell in love with for the very first time. Their faces reflected the joy of a kid, who receives the toy they heard and dreamt so much about. They know it will be awesome to learn how to use the game, though they have only read the manual. We paid and walked on to fill our growling (impatient) stomach with some energy. While eating I shared with them all I discovered by plunging a bit into the mysteries of numerology, and they enthusiastically listened while eating.
After the marvelous meal I hopped on the tram and continued my journey with the Little Prince, and he told me the following story:
" I know a planet where a certain purple-faced gentleman lives. He has never inhaled the scent of a flower. He has never looked at a star. He has never loved anyone. He has never done anything except add up figures. And all day long, just like you, he repeats to himself: "I am a serious person! I am a serious person!" And this makes him swell up with pride. But he is not a man - he's a mushroom!"
The story was told to Antoine, because he was too busy fixing his aeroplanes, instead of answering the question of the Little Prince: "Why do flowers have thorns?" He could not understand why it was important for the Little Prince to know, but then it cleared up. "If someone loves a flower, of which there is only one example among all the millions of stars, that is enough to make him happy when he looks up at the night sky. He says to himself: "Somewhere out there is my flower." But if a sheep eats the flower, it's as though all the stars have suddenly gone out!" ..... But...I suppose...if the flower has thorns...the sheep will not be able eat her..so she can be more safe from the threat, but...by the same token...she will also deprive herself from the caressing hands of her admirers..because she could put a scar unintentionally on the hand of the one who only wants to care for her...touch her by love...so I guess thorns are to be cautious about...they can protect..but can hurt too...and isolate...
For the evening 2 more friends arrived. We shared tea, cookies, stories, memories, beliefs, theories. These were very pleasant and meaningful moments..I grew, I learned, I enjoyed...
All in all, it was a beautiful day and I am much thankful for it!
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