Not pushing the river

Walking in the tulips.

Told you I took a lot of photos at the tulip fields last week. And I have plenty more where those came from. I read today that there is one lonely tulip field left in bloom – the rest are all spent. SAD! I feel the same way I feel when it’s time to take the Christmas Tree down. It wasn’t a long time, but it was a good time. I am so glad we went when we did. We got there just at the right time for rows and rows of glorious tulips.

Now what?

I’ll tell you what. Portfolio show. That’s what. In addition to that event, there are 2 big projects at work I’m working on and, phew! I am looking forward to them both, but have no idea how it will all get done. Whatever. Things usually have a way of getting done, even though it seems like it’s impossible. Thankfully, I remembered something in the midst of event duties that my friend mentioned the other day:

“Don’t push the river” –  The Buddha.

Aha! There’s no point, is there? The river will just keep on coming at me if I’m facing the flow (there’s no stopping it) and pushing it away from me is irrelevant. It’s doing just fine on its own.


Deep thoughts.

So I’ll enjoy a late dinner with Mike, then get up in the morning and do the best I can and see if I can help some people find some jobs in the arts.

I think you can wish them luck first. Then me.


Editor’s Note: This is probably not the last vague work post I’ll be doing this week. Just so you know.

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