Watching Trains Go By
We cook and eat daily, unless we choose to dine out. The newspaper is delivered outside the door, if not straight on to our computers. We get ready to go out and then wind down when we come home. Monday mornings and Friday evenings see repeats of traffic rush. Holidays mean double demerit points applied if we commit road use offences and get caught.
We do business or work, invest our finances and hope there is accumulation of wealth. We try to convert monetary wealth to meaningful experiences of love, marriage, parenthood and family. Day and night come as predictably as the seasons, not just of nature, but also in sports, community events, skiing, fruiting seasons, surfing and cyclic payments and receipts. Babies are born, mature people try not to look older and youngsters can't wait to grow fast to savour forbidden things. People come and go, people promise to try to keep in touch and others actually do. Some meet unexpected encounters and get transformed. Some plan and gradually be what they hope to be. A few never change at all.
We acquire new interests. We drop some old habits. We never get near some things we hope we can try. We avoid what is instinctively not in our nature or inclination. We step into the unknown at times on the strength of someone we like - and who also encourage us. We huddle back into safe corners when we feel the rush of vibes not agreeable with us when we just put one foot into the untried. We move on, we freeze or we recede - for different reasons, various scenarios and with different people.
At times we get to watch and pause. Just like at the rail station that we use to commute. We can see others, we can reflect on ourselves. The train has not pulled up, or if it does, it is not ours to take us to our destination. We stand there on the platform or sit on the bench. We have a rare moment to watch the trains go by. We have the time to think about and for ourselves.We have the time to think of loved ones and what we can do for them. In the corner of our sight, we may spot someone we want to share our journey with. Or spot someone coming to join us and who is already sharing our journey.
We do business or work, invest our finances and hope there is accumulation of wealth. We try to convert monetary wealth to meaningful experiences of love, marriage, parenthood and family. Day and night come as predictably as the seasons, not just of nature, but also in sports, community events, skiing, fruiting seasons, surfing and cyclic payments and receipts. Babies are born, mature people try not to look older and youngsters can't wait to grow fast to savour forbidden things. People come and go, people promise to try to keep in touch and others actually do. Some meet unexpected encounters and get transformed. Some plan and gradually be what they hope to be. A few never change at all.
We acquire new interests. We drop some old habits. We never get near some things we hope we can try. We avoid what is instinctively not in our nature or inclination. We step into the unknown at times on the strength of someone we like - and who also encourage us. We huddle back into safe corners when we feel the rush of vibes not agreeable with us when we just put one foot into the untried. We move on, we freeze or we recede - for different reasons, various scenarios and with different people.
At times we get to watch and pause. Just like at the rail station that we use to commute. We can see others, we can reflect on ourselves. The train has not pulled up, or if it does, it is not ours to take us to our destination. We stand there on the platform or sit on the bench. We have a rare moment to watch the trains go by. We have the time to think about and for ourselves.We have the time to think of loved ones and what we can do for them. In the corner of our sight, we may spot someone we want to share our journey with. Or spot someone coming to join us and who is already sharing our journey.
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