HAPPY NEW YEAR to all my readers and I honestly hope it has been a good one thus far, mine started off with a bang of colour on the beach with fireworks and has not stopped with the surprises thus far.
Let’s face it if you are the average Joe then life is just that, life. Let me guess, like me, your buzz’s, jingles, songs or vibrations wake you from the 4th stage of your sleep cycle or whatever state you’re in. You either snooze a few minutes or get up, pirate eyeing the phone in your hand to assess the time. Certain routines are to be adhered to in the morning Ie pee, shower, make coffee, make 2 white bowls of cereal and wake 2 little men from sleep cycle to eat said cereal. Mine do this in their sleep. I’m sure they think they are dreaming. A different kind of milky way. Me, I then take my coffee and scorch the keratin out of my hair, while nudging husband to get up. (ooh side note and light bulb, next time nudge husband with flat iron, should have the desired effect, silent chuckles) Usually that goes with the natural humanoid male sounds that comes with waking in the morning and usually with a looped recording of “just 2 more minutes”. I then have the pleasure of waking the halflings. Yes they went back to bed after meandering through the milky way. Time to get dressed. The one small person can do so by himself, the other one, not so much. So I am usually half-dressed while trying to get a shirt over a sleepy head, while tween is scooping enough wax out of the pot and onto his hair to create a wax statue of Elvis Presley. Semi-tired, caffeinated mom, dressed in underwear. Now, sandwiches, I suppose I could do this at night, Me every morning: Why don’t you do this at night! Also me: Because I want adult time at night, that’s why! 1xTomato Sauce and butter sandwich, note: cut in 4 triangles, and one sandwich of whatever else there is to find or tomato sauce as well. No cutting required. Adult male human has finally graced the shower with his presence and got dressed in under 10 minutes, while I have been up for the past 2 hours and still in my underwear. I finally manage to decorate myself with clothing. Endless drive to office (drop kids at school) while looking out of the window at the same people you drive alongside every morning. Some doing make up in the car, like me, others reading, others on their mobiles, others singing to the radio and others just blankly staring into oblivion, their vehicles taking them on a muscle memory drive toward the building where they slave away for their meagre income. (and some not so meagre) Coffee, work, coffee, lunch, coffee, same drive home (pick up kids from school), rather annoying drive home after collecting the 2 x result of a good night of lovemaking. Get home, cook, read letters from school and finally lay down on my pillow (after hours of playing the stupid colour by numbers game on my phone or watching Netflix, oh my gosh, that immediate transition between episodes is what kills me, so now I sit with my finger on the exit button as the episode comes to an end) and follow the cycles of sleep.
That is a day, there are 365 of them in a year…yawn.
You can feast your eyes on what has been Created for you. Look out for the meteor/meteorite moments, because you may just miss them if you are not actively searching for them. On 16 January some of the inhabitants of the surrounding towns of the Overberg and Cape Town saw a light flash through the sky and a sound described as something similar to an exploding gas bottle filled the night and many a mention was made about windows shaking from something that felt like an impact. All of this between 20:10 – 20:30. By this time my kids are usually in bed and on the 2nd or 3rd round of “one more hug mom, I’m still thirsty mom, can I come lie by you etc etc” while hubby and I are trying to get at least one episode of The Voice in before we retire for bed.
We know that meteor showers happen and that they frequent our skies, but it is very rarely that one hits the ground. So when it does it is news and it is interesting. Something from outer space has landed on our, small little planet in our small little galaxy.
Sometimes we see our monotonous lives as small and tedious and “everyday”. We become irked and try and fill our lives with the pleasures of the flesh, because what else can make it more exciting than that which you can touch and feel and see and taste, but when last have you expected or asked for a meteor moment, in fact when last have you asked or expected in hopeful belief for a meteorite moment. (yes there is a difference) A moment in which you don’t just see a long awaited dream cross the night sky like a shooting star, a moment that you prayed for not just entering your atmosphere and setting your life alight, but a meteorite moment, a moment of impact. A moment that you can say have shaken your world. Not all of these moments are, at the time, what you expected, some may be sad, it could hurt or change your life in ways you did not expect and other times it may be surreal and happy and a long awaited dream come true.
What I’m trying to say is don’t be so fixed on your everyday, monotonous life that you miss the meteorite moments, that you miss a moment where you could be holding part of a star, part of something OUT OF THIS WORLD.
Here’s to a beautiful, star filled year.