in that very slight thin space between sleep and waking this morning, a very surprising question occurred.
What if
i spent the rest of the 365 days, which would mean 134 days,
Experimenting with being
Purposeless. ?
Would there be a noticeable difference? or, is my constantly being driven to define my life by a sense of Purpose really, an Illusion.......?
INSERT
breakfast with the Big Boys
10:12 a.m.
from NM fish and game website www.fws.gov/refuge/Bosque_del_Apache/wildlife/bands. html
Band Number 599-05468
"This band was worn for 36 and 1/2 years by a Rocky Mountain Sandhill crane. It is one of the oldest RMSH's known. The bird was banded with its broodmate on 29 June 1973 one mile north of Border, Wyoming on the Thomas Fork of the Bear River.
The distance as the crow flies from Border Wyoming to a staging in the San Luis Valley of Colorado and then down the Rio Grande to the Bosque del Apache is approximately 700 miles. If you assume this crane returned close to its nesting grounds each spring and back to Bosque del Apache each winter, the band made the round trip 36 times as well as a final one way trip where it was recovered. That is a total of 51,100 miles in a lifetime, or an equivalent of circling the earth more than twice."
