Predictable moments

3 06 2009

As I was getting dressed this morning, I was thinking about how predictable other people are.  “Poor things,” I thought.  “They really need to step off the island more often and swim in the fullness of life’s ocean.”

Then, of course, I got in the car and drove to the same coffee shop I drive to every morning…at approximately the same time…down the same streets…to sit at the same table.  “Point taken,” I said to the Universe.

The truth is we’re all predictable creatures.  It’s part of our nature.  And certainly we live in such UNpredictable times, that a little predictability feels damned good.

The key words here are part and little.

It’s good to find comfort in predictability…in walking a familiar path, in savoring a favorite meal, in dancing to a favorite song.  The danger is when comfort becomes contentment.  Because, if you’re content, you’ve stopped moving.  And when you’ve stopped moving, life can’t help but pass you by. Who wants that?

So, today, do something UNpredictable.  It doesn’t have to be big (hell, my unpredictable moment is to sit at a different table this morning).  But small actions can have major impacts.   Have you ever moved an old piece of furniture in your house and find that it looks completely different, that you notice aspects of its design you’ve never noticed before?  The piece of furniture is the same.  You’re just seeing it from a new perspective.

In the end, that’s the gift of the unpredictable:  a new perspective.

And if you’re willing to see a piece of furniture from a new perspective, why not do the same for your life?

Why not move your friends into a dark corner and put your enemies closer to the window?  Take your lover and family out of their traditional places and put them smack dab in the middle of the room where you can see them from all angles?

Like the new perspective.  Hate it.  Sleep on it.  Adjust it a little.  Put things back to the way they are.  Keep moving things around.

It doesn’t matter what you do with your unpredictability.  Just the intent, the act, means you’re present to the rapture of being alive (thanks Joseph Campbell!).  And that’s not a bad way to be!




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