Sufficient unto the day…
I’m sitting here opening and closing various posts I have in draft – writing a little here, changing a little there and, in general, being completely uninspired and not accomplishing much at all. And all the while – for days in fact – that phrase has been running through my mind:
“Sufficient unto the day… ”
I think, although I am not going to look it up, that the entire phrase is from the Christian and/or Jewish religious writings and it goes something like “sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof”, but my mind has not been supplying the fullness of the quote because “the evil thereof” is not material to whatever idea is trying to make its way out of my head. I don’t think.
I am not Christian or Jewish, for the record.
So what is the meaning it holds for me, if any? I am not sure, so why not talk it out and see what comes up?
Did you know the NYTimes had bloggers? I mean, other than the political and cultural/arts ones? I didn’t. Until yesterday. This may seem like a digression (from what, you ask, since you’ve not said anything yet?), but it’s not, exactly. See, I clicked on a link to a blogger who was headed off to a Zen Buddhist retreat and from there to another blogger who was a Zen Buddhist priest who’d recently returned from a Buddhist retreat, where he officiated (if that is the right word). The title of his post caught my eye. “For the time being”.
I am not Buddhist, for the record.
One of the ideas I have in draft – or, actually, a few because it’s a series – is about the life lessons learned from playing Spider Solitaire. Does that sound silly? It sort of does to me, even, though the desire to write them probably has more to do with making the wasted time mean something than that I have any great insights.
Others have to do with opening doors into the past – into ancestors, forbears, those that came before – that had, by me, been previously kept closed and jealously guarded because, well… the life of now was sufficient unto the day, for the time being. Don’t look back. That’s always been fairly easy for me, because of my upbringing – moving a lot, new schools, new friends, new neighborhoods all the time – to move forward and not look back, although not without regret. This continued in a way as I got older and began my own somewhat unsettled existence. That’s changing now, because of the internet, which is another idea for a post I have, not even quite in draft form yet. I now have People In My Life. Consistently. The same ones, for years and years. It’s a very strange, though welcome, feeling.
I find I have little else to say and if there is any sort of meaning or sense in what I’ve said already, it’s escaped my notice. Still, I’ve never had a problem with randomly blathering on, so…
I’m think I’m just thinking that, perhaps, the day may not really be sufficient. For the time being.
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