While contentment itself is
transitory, there can be few categories of emotion more enduring than
those moments which anticipate contentment.
I would argue that 'creative is' falls within this more enduring
category. Everything else requires a commitment from others.
It requires approval. It requires the look back into a past the
walls of which may be hung with trophies, but which mostly define patterns
for tomorrow so that the future itself is anticipated.
Given movement as an analogy for time, imagination leads the mind toward
an idea of perpetual motion as the permanent condition. But movement
also holds within it that dictatorial idea of "movement
toward". It offers a sense of line, from one point to the final
point. And perception of this line allows for that view of genesis
as caused through the conundrum of an "uncaused first
cause." With its vile cousin "thou canst not prove a
But today there will be a stillness.
The planet will reach that familiar point on its axis. There it will
pause, stare briefly at the moon and maybe it will incline in the
traditional manner so that here in Kentucky we might see summer again.
Nor will the earth make this choice of her own volition. She will be
following a pattern set for her by collision with less amiable mass which
many, many, many years ago gave her seasons and a moon.
However should circumstances quite
suddenly change and should our planet fail in its duty to follow traditional
pattern, I will soon be living in a tundra not even Reindeer could grasp.