SAT
Something happened today.
Blueberries gave me permission to stop demanding that everything be ready at once.
Not every blueberry is ripe. Not every one is big enough. And that is perfectly the way it should be.
I had been thinking about ideas, projects, the book, all the things that seemed to be developing at different speeds. There is a temptation, once you discover a useful way of thinking, to turn it into an inspection process. Why is this berry not blue yet? Why is that one smaller? Shouldn’t the whole bush be ready by now?
No.
That is not how bushes work.
There are enough good blueberries.
Yummy yummy ones, as I put it with all the dignity of a serious author.
The image made me happy because it was another answer to the finish-line brain. A bush does not experience the unripe berry as a failure. It is simply not ripe yet.
Some ideas are like that.
Some relationships are like that.
Some parts of ourselves are like that.
You do not have to pull the green berry off and lecture it.
Leave it there.
Pick the ones that are ready.
Come back later.
That felt almost scandalously gentle.
I have spent a lot of my life looking at what still needed fixing. That can be useful. It is also a terrible way to notice abundance.
There were enough ripe berries.
That was the whole point.
FROM THE CONVERSATION
Bill: i keep thinking. no matter how hard i would have tried, i couldn’t have come up with this concept for this book by trying to analyze, logic, etc. it could only come by letting it, creating the consitions for it, looking not at the aim of a book, but just trying to find new insights about healing and life. but colaborating with someone, such as you. and sharing parts of it with lynda, as a double check. all the ingredients. i couldn’t have forced it
