Sabbatical Reflections: Rhythms & Swooshes

Reflections continue as I think about sabbatical times. A regular job earnestly eludes me, as well as definable purpose. What is an avid do-er to do besides do or re-direct myself? Blogging is my dinghy (a life raft, not to be construed with the word dingy). It is a productive and diverting outlet. The question jabs me: Who am I, naked, with all identities stripped?

I am: Invisible and striving Generation Jones, with a treasured and extended window of opportunity to notice delicate details that others might dismiss. I think about those tres bon delicacies, and I write about them. My signature is to imprint, journal, and piggyback or horseback ride off of the flavorful cuisine of sole relationships (which could be construed with soul).

One light-hearted and personal object lesson helps to demonstrate the 2 years of this sabbatical venture. It is the fidgety dance of two adorable, on-stage pre-schoolers during the recent baby dedication of their younger siblings. For a time they are admirably quiet, but then, that's when their squirmy instincts activate...

• Younger "Joey" stomps his feet, one by one, and milliseconds later, "Nellie" quietly stomps her feet, one by one. 
• Joey catches Nellie's eye and appears to notice her mischievous cue, Let's play the game "Simon Sees." He nonchalantly stomps one foot, just to make sure his read is accurate. 
• Bingo! Nellie stomps one foot, just like he did. The game is on to fill a few boring seconds! 
• Nellie teasingly swooshes the ruffles of her girly, fuchsia-colored dress, inevitably believing: Joey won't be able to mimic this!! 
• Joey takes just two milliseconds to figure a way to manly mime the ruffle swoosh. He grabs his boy attire for an ingenious shirt swoosh. 
• Next, what does antsy Nellie do?

Dogged, daring, diligent, dinghy
B.L.O.G.G.I.N.G.

Joey and Nellie's older sibling duty is finally rewarded with tres bon cake. Their fanciful, quiet game "Simon Sees" demonstrates the idea of mimicking non-verbal cues.

 I, too, have mimicked... the rhythms and cues of organization-STOMPS and grandchild-SWOOSHES. I see, and I blog. I feel like antsy Nellie and ask the mischievous question:

How have I kicked and stomped during this fidgety sabbatical?

The answer...dogged, daring, diligent, dinghy B.L.O.G.G.I.N.G., cuing off of sole experiences:  Worried? See-&-Blog. Fidgety? See-&-Blog. Happy? See-&-Blog. Creative spurt? See-&-Blog. Forlorn? See-&-Blog. Doubtful & questioning? See-&-Blog. Courage & direction -seeking? See-&-Blog, blog, blog!

The Bible's David, just prior to his successful slingshot Battle-to-the-Death with Goliath, responds to years of daring Shepherd Boy "Simon Sees" :

But David said to Saul, 'Your servant has been keeping his father’s sheep. When a lion or a bear came and carried off a sheep from the flock, I went after it, struck it and rescued the sheep from its mouth. When it turned on me, I seized it by its hair, struck it and killed it. Your servant has killed both the lion and the bear; ... [Generation Jones typewriter "carriage return" emphasis, mine].
...this uncircumcised Philistine [Goliath] will be like one of them, because he has defied the armies of the living God. The Lord who rescued me from the paw of the lion and the paw of the bear will rescue me from the hand of this Philistine' 

(I Samuel 17: 34-37). 

[DAVID SEES. partnering with God & his soulful, sole-seasoned slingshot & stones: 
lion-. bear-. & GIANT- KILLS.]  [Generation Jones, 1990's sitcom, Tim-the-tool-man, growled, "AR, AR" expresses David's mindset during this quintessential nail-biting cliff-hanger].

 

Simon Sees. Adorably.
It's quick, so hold that sneeze.