First, a very big smile and thank you to my aiki gal pal, Ellen, for liking my new CD, Simple Gifts, and for reminding me why I created it. I need to listen to it again myself - again and again. It's so easy to fall into forgetfulness. I get overwhelmed by all there is to do and forget the beauty of the day, the sun, the moment. I catch a bit of daily news and lose my center to it. Forgetting to be grateful for what is here and now, I find myself in the subtle, almost invisible place of waiting for a time when my life will be perfect.
My husband Jim and I went to NYC this past weekend and saw Waiting for Godot off Broadway, with Nathan Lane and Bill Irwin. Gogo (Lane) asks over and over again during the course of the play, "What are we doing here?"
Didi (Irwin) answers, "Waiting."
Gogo: "Waiting for what?"
Didi: "Waiting for Godot."
Gogo: "Oh."
And so they go on, trying to pass the time until Godot appears. He never does.
We are left asking, who/what is Godot? And what does Godot represent? Happiness? Meaning? God? Death? What am I doing here? Waiting for? Who is Godot for me? This subtle sense of waiting for something to happen, the sense of the next moment being the important one, is ever present. Seeing the play again raised my awareness of waiting as a preoccupation.
What are we waiting for? ... when here and now is all we have.
The antidote - it seems to me anyway - is to notice the waiting and stop. This is it. Right now.
What are we waiting for? ... when here and now is all we have.
Would love to hear your thoughts on this.
Good ki!
Judy Ringer
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