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River of Stones: Day 14

My feet are cold. They are always cold. I sleep in socks. I live in Florida. It’s not that cold in my house but my feet are cold. When they get cold, they hurt.

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The Small Stones project is meant to facilitate focus and awareness in a particular fraction of time. That immediacy of thought and focus is a landmass away from where my mind focuses when I sit down to write. To stay within the parameters of the project, I have to draw back, change to a wide angle lens and take things slightly out of focus because I don’t know how to condense all that pours through my head. I’m not scatter brained. My brain is like a massive satellite array, I collect and process several frames of data simultaneously. I can’t always give you an opinion or interpretation, but the data is in there. So, when I sit down to write…..there is alot on which I can focus. When I walk into a room I collect information like a sponge not a 30 gauge syringe. And if you ask me to JUST think like the needle: pinpoint and precise…..I don’t stop being aware of the hulk of information from which I am not drawing. The pinpoint is not always JUST a pinpoint. It is defined, changed or modified by the things around it and I want to include all of that.

I see the complexity of systems. Like some ancient parable…in that complexity… I see the simplest beauty. And I am eager and childlike in my wish to share it. Look, look what I have. Look at THIS!! I want other people to see what I see and be captivated or fascinated with the innocent of a child.

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