sex, money, and miscellany: talking about what matters

fallow times

In Uncategorized on September 8, 2009 at 6:42 am

For the first time in recent memory, I took Labor Day off. Off-off. Off from phone, email, doing work, thinking about work. I did go out for a while, though, and I noticed as I drove that a lot of the stores in my area were closed. As in, “closed for Labor Day, see you on Tuesday.” It was a pleasant surprise. When I lived in Canada I noticed that everything actually closed down for Canada Day. As a result, no on rushed to the malls to get deals. No one ran out for last-minute groceries. If you didn’t buy them on June 30, you were out of luck until July 2. That was all there was to it.

Which meant that no one except emergency personnel and pushcart vendors (and maybe some gas station attendants) worked.

Which meant that everyone spent the day together. With friends. With family. In parks. Fallow time. Relaxing time. Hanging-out time.

Sabbath time.

Which rests, renews, invigorates, which makes possible everything else.

I wonder sometimes if our bodies and minds and spirits don’t all need the same, cycles of growth and rest. I wonder if we need to remember the Ann Morrow Lindbergh passage (from Gift From The Sea) about ebb and flow, and how the only thing certain in life as in love is intermittency.

Like tide, like breathing.

Like money? Like community? Like sex? Maybe it’s all really the same.


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