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My attention has been drawn to the "pomegranate nature" of things in my life.
I was told that the pomegranate is a chaotic fruit...too messy, too unstructured, little seeds everywhere, bits breaking off...and how DOES one eat it, anyway?
"But I love pomegranate! It's my favorite fruit!" I protested. "It's a whole adventure, packed into a skin! All crumbly and sticky and yummy and sweet."
And then, through the conversation, my attention was drawn to how many other ways in my life I turn away from structure, I shun the orange, with its neat, cleanly divided sections.
For instance: my work schedule. When asked "what days can I catch you in the store?" my answer usually sounds something like this: "Every Sunday and Friday, and Tuesday through Thursday after 1:30 for sure, and sometimes earlier, except for this week, when I'm working on Monday instead of Friday, and really, I can come in anytime you want, as long as you give me a call and let me know in advance."
It could drive some people crazy, but it works for me.
And then, I was describing a bike ride I took earlier this week to a non-pomegranate person. He asked "Where did you go?" "Which way did you go?" "How far was it?" "How long did it take?"
Ha! To a person with neither a watch, nor a functioning odometer, nor any keen attention to road names.
"Well, we biked north on Silverbell, then turned off and went up through the golf course, then stopped off and had breakfast at the resort up there, then went over to that neighborhood to check out the construction of that big new hotel, then biked back around the golf course, and came home through the University. I don't know how long it took, we met at nine and I was home and showered and ready for work by one o'clock."
But the fortunate thing is that I have managed to surround myself with others who share this mindset. My biking partner, Rebecca, for example, is just as likely as I am to say "let's stop here" or "let's see where this road goes." So we can bike well together, without prescribed destinations.
Or the students who work for me in my store. They know they can call up anytime and say "I have a big exam on Friday, is it okay if I don't come in tomorrow?" and nine times out of ten, the answer is "no problem." Like attracts like, and only "pomegranate" people come to work for me. If I had an "orange" employee, we'd probably have problems.
Life's funny, that way.
I was told that the pomegranate is a chaotic fruit...too messy, too unstructured, little seeds everywhere, bits breaking off...and how DOES one eat it, anyway?
"But I love pomegranate! It's my favorite fruit!" I protested. "It's a whole adventure, packed into a skin! All crumbly and sticky and yummy and sweet."
And then, through the conversation, my attention was drawn to how many other ways in my life I turn away from structure, I shun the orange, with its neat, cleanly divided sections.
For instance: my work schedule. When asked "what days can I catch you in the store?" my answer usually sounds something like this: "Every Sunday and Friday, and Tuesday through Thursday after 1:30 for sure, and sometimes earlier, except for this week, when I'm working on Monday instead of Friday, and really, I can come in anytime you want, as long as you give me a call and let me know in advance."
It could drive some people crazy, but it works for me.
And then, I was describing a bike ride I took earlier this week to a non-pomegranate person. He asked "Where did you go?" "Which way did you go?" "How far was it?" "How long did it take?"
Ha! To a person with neither a watch, nor a functioning odometer, nor any keen attention to road names.
"Well, we biked north on Silverbell, then turned off and went up through the golf course, then stopped off and had breakfast at the resort up there, then went over to that neighborhood to check out the construction of that big new hotel, then biked back around the golf course, and came home through the University. I don't know how long it took, we met at nine and I was home and showered and ready for work by one o'clock."
But the fortunate thing is that I have managed to surround myself with others who share this mindset. My biking partner, Rebecca, for example, is just as likely as I am to say "let's stop here" or "let's see where this road goes." So we can bike well together, without prescribed destinations.
Or the students who work for me in my store. They know they can call up anytime and say "I have a big exam on Friday, is it okay if I don't come in tomorrow?" and nine times out of ten, the answer is "no problem." Like attracts like, and only "pomegranate" people come to work for me. If I had an "orange" employee, we'd probably have problems.
Life's funny, that way.
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