My aching bottom and I...

I’m a pro at closing my eyes and jumping. What I mean by that is when you stand on top of a really high cliff, about to jump, it can be quite frightening. So instead of keeping my eyes open, seeing and knowing exactly what’s happening, really taking it all in, feeling it…I close my eyes, numb my brain and jump…and I apply this to more things than jumping off cliffs so to speak. Ahem.

The more experiences I’ve had, the more I’ve come to appreciate taking my time. Looking at all the potentials may be frightening, or you may wanna run into the arms of Mr Oh So Fucking Gorgeous, but…if you don’t know what you are doing…chances are it will be less of a pleasant ride than it could have been.

First of all, when you take your time you have a greater chance of dealing with obstacles as you saw them before they happened. The so to speak frightening thing is that you will be aware of them before they happen. As mentioned in my About This Blog section, I once had cell changes i.e. risk of cervical cancer and because of this I now get tested every year and sometimes I can feel myself really dragging my feet to do it, because it’s scary. Ignorance isn’t bliss though. Especially not when it can lead to death. But for me to go and do the test I have to go through the fear of cancer, of not being able to have babies and of dying. Not pleasant. If I don’t have it though, I may die from something that could have been treated in an hour. So last week I faced my fears and got this year’s test results. Normal, thank the lord above. Main point: a lot of bad things can be avoided if you spot them in time.

Secondly, you miss a lot of things if you are always running, not just the bad ones, but also the good ones. When I jumped off that cliff in Cali I wish I would have taken in what it felt like moving through the air, seeing my feet hit the water. All I remember is that it hurt my ass. And that was an afterthought.

Thirdly, we often get so excited about the prospect of jumping that we do it before we think about it. It’s sort of similar to my first point, but rather than being frightened of finding problems we are so excited about finding gold we forget everything else. We often get involved in things and with people before we know if it is right for us. We get over excited, or we want something so badly we just run into it like there was no tomorrow. These days I tend to walk slower, because I’m really not interested in getting very involved with something that will take me nowhere. And for sure I’m not interested in getting all emotional about a guy that isn’t serving my life. If you want to get lost in excitement, walking slowly isn’t going to work, but I’d rather have a steady flow of happiness than an enormous kick and an enormous down. Besides, I’d rather go into something feeling that it truly means something to me, whether a project, or a relationship. I want it to matter. I don’t want a kiss on the second date. I want a kiss when my heart is over the moon and some, because that would make the kiss matter. It’s friggin hard not to kiss someone on the second date though…and maybe sometimes you should. I play it by ear…but imagine a kiss that actually mattered…!!!

Fourthly, if you take your time to let something brew, chances are your ideas, or the way you approach it will be better. You will have had time to let go of fear and a chance to think of even greater ways of doing it. As most of us know it’s well worth rewriting a piece before you publish it and it’s well worth taking a three-minute break….or maybe a three-hour break…before you continue the argument you are having with someone… It takes time to process things, it just does. Whether we like it or not. Whether we want it sorted on the spot, or not. If you want to do anything great: take a break and then come back to it.

Sometimes it appears boring having this slow motion approach to life…at least for this dizzy blonde and I suppose I will always be pro setting off on unexpected adventures in the blink of an eye…yet, there are a lot of things worth approaching slowly to make them cook and achieve perfect flavor, rather than eating them half-cooked. By the time it’s roasted, you will know it’s good quality, or you will have changed what’s for dinner and it will truly be a great meal and not a half cooked duck…

What can I say? Watch your ass people!!