I have this huge shift I have to make. I am here and I have to be there and the transition requires a million tiny errands.
And amazingly, I'm doing it, and calmly. One book, one t-shirt, one wire at a time, all shifting, all it's own little self-contained accomplishment.
Meanwhile, in the back of my head something is screaming out the enormity of the task. I pause, I acknowledge it, and I go back to putting each tiny piece in place.
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I remember reading about how in certain parts of Asia and in Macedonia, people use cormorants to catch fish.
The fisherman uses a ring or tie on the bird's neck so it won't be able to swallow the fish it catches.
Every seventh fish the fisherman has to give to the cormorant or else the bird will stop fishing.
And if I remember correctly, after a few years, the cormorant won't fish for the fisherman any more.
The cormorant would rather starve than lose all but the seventh fish.
Except maybe that last part isn't true.
The fisherman uses a ring or tie on the bird's neck so it won't be able to swallow the fish it catches.
Every seventh fish the fisherman has to give to the cormorant or else the bird will stop fishing.
And if I remember correctly, after a few years, the cormorant won't fish for the fisherman any more.
The cormorant would rather starve than lose all but the seventh fish.
Except maybe that last part isn't true.
1 comment:
hope the drive is going well.
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