I can’t be bothered with deadlines. Or, at least, I’m trying to avoid them.
Deadlines put limits on your time and attention; your perspective is only allowed to expand within the capacity it is allowed. It can be both limited and limiting.
You miss so much when you concentrate on a deadline; or the time allowed will not allow you to stray from the task at hand.
I have many tasks, and I’m trying to allow myself the time to complete them all. I think it is far easier to function without deadlines.
I wake each day, full of ache or full of wonder. Sometimes it is the same. Some days feel like others, but really they are not. Each day contains approximately the same number of hours, yet it’s the science of the light, or the politics of the pavement, that will deceive even the most earnest disciple. Daily essentials; truth or trust, and the occasional coffee, are the only elements that will truly advance humanity. Don’t leave your dreams on the pillow, don’t let your faith flounder, and don’t bother repeating the basic mistakes you did Tuesday (or that night in December). If you do it again it will still be the same. It’s a new day, another way to discover physics, poetry, or the anatomy of circumstance. Own your resilience, honour your silence, and admit your deficiencies. Refill your coffee when you run out of reason.
Do we truly consider the time it takes to become fully formed? Think of the hours or days (or longer) to stretch, then rest, then resume to become what may.
As strong as the moment, as fluid as the night, each day evolving into the shapes we must take to fit into the current situation.
We are as fragile as we are strong, or beautiful, or worthy, even temporary.
