Several people have told me that my brain works very randomly. I think this is another case of that.
Last night I was sitting, watching a movie with Nick and folding cranes. I have a small mountain of them on my dining room table that I'm quite proud of. Anyways, as I was folding, I became very aware of what I was actually doing. Not the purpose behind the cranes, ie. support peace, but just the folding of the paper itself. I've always been aware of what they are a symbol of. Not so much of what they really are.
Many people have a hard time with origami, understandably. There are some very complicated folds that have to be made in order to create something like an elephant, a vase, or a crane. So my thought was, if we have such a hard time following a preset pattern, imagine the individuals who created the pattern to begin with. The thought, the logical sequence and the time that must have been required to figure out how to make a piece of paper create a desired shape. It reminds me of a rubix cube. To logically understand what twists are required to move one section to a specific location... eek. Only origami would be a hundred times worse. I think there are a lot more Einstein's out there than we know of.
It brought me back into the moment, to what I was doing. Breathe in, breathe out. And it reiterated the idea of noticing the small things around us, and appreciating everything. I couldn't even attempt to create a recognizable shape from a scrap of paper without someone telling me how.
Tying this into my last post- give appreciation and acknowledgment where it is due.
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