For ’tis a truth well known to most,
That whatever thing is lost,
We seek it, ere it come to light,
In every cranny but the right.
Well My Nothingness search had turned out to be a total bust.
I went north to my sister’s place. A place that has always been a cellphone and computer service resistant zone. A place where the service was spotty at best. This used to frustrate me as I always thought I needed to be “plugged in” but this time I was looking forward to this simple form of Nothingness.
I was wandering around her yard admiring her flowers, enjoying the quietness, watching the birds and the fluffy clouds in the very blue sky when I heard a phone ring; I was thinking it must be a neighbour’s house phone. It kept ringing and I thought the jazz ringtone was kind of cool, I then remembered it was my own cell phone ring. I had my phone in my pocket and forgotten to turn it off after the drive. Drat!
“Is your debt load starting to” I hung up; unbelievable! Telemarketers had found me, meaning others could find me. I turned my phone off.
I came to the realization I was actually searching for something that may no longer exist. Progress continues northward into the wilderness.
Since I needed to forget this disappointment and try to make the best of it I dragged my sister down to the lake to watch a sunset on the water, something I will never see on the farm.
I think it was worth the trip, don’t you.
I may not have found my Nothingness but I have certainly found Somethingness.