Thursday, January 13, 2011

Slow down, you move too fast.

As I was flipping through the final pages of a relatively long chapter of Jane Austen's Emma, my eyes became a bit heavy. I set the book down and rolled over to rest my eyes with the hopes of possibly catching a quick nap. Then I looked at the clock and realized that I wasn't at all tired.

So I laid there. In complete silence. Thinking- about anything and everything, really. I reminisced on past events, contemplated on what could have been or what would have been, and mentally calculated the happenings of my immediate future.

No television, no music, no internet, no books, no background conversation, no phone.
A solid half hour went by before I received an unknowing text message that mindfully jerked myself back to reality.

It took me a minute to process what had happened; that mere moments prior I had actually (accidentally) reached a legitimate meditative state. I can't remember the last time that this has happened to me, and to use the term refreshing would be the ultimate understatement.

Of course, once brought out of said state it was difficult to return, and though I tried, all I could think about doing from that moment on was documenting the experience.
After the realization I could no longer refocus my thoughts.
So blog, here I am.

I guess the notion that I took away from this minuscule experience to most is that with so many distractions in this day and age it is easy to get lost in excess influences, to not exercise our minds or to reflect on our thoughts. But it really is an important thing to do, at least from time to time.

"Vanity working on a weak head produces every sort of mischief."
Jane Austen, Emma


  1. I could almost hear your silence! That "yarn" made me "yawn" .... evoked much feeling. Great writing!

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  3. This is one of my favorite quotes.. the concept of Emma in the whole really reflects this and its true nature.. though Emma possessed much intelligence her vanity created weakness that clearly in turn produced all sorts of mischief.. I feel that Jane wanted us to see that weakness lies in even the strongest minds. its a matter of humble and silent awareness...
    Heres one to think on..."There are few people whom I really love, and still fewer of whom I think well. The more I see of the world, the more am I dissatisfied with it; and every day confirms my belief of the inconsistency of all human characters, and of the little dependence that can be placed on the appearance of merit or sense." - Pride and Prejudice