Just a speck

I have to write this.  I have to write this so much that I am typing these words right into the blogger editor.  I never do that.  I always type blogs into Open Office Writer, then paste it into blogspot.  hmmmm.

Maybe I'm afraid I'm lose my train of thought...or maybe the train is small and quick and easily distracted.  Time is of the essence.

Enough of the intro.  Here's the train (of thought).  Clouds.

I was laying on the floor, resting after meditation yesterday, with my head to the East, and my feet to the West.  Opening my eyes, I looked out of the western window to see clouds.  Not odd, you say.  True.  But I looked at them differently.  I thought of them differently. 

I thought of the molecules that make up that cloud.  Water (H2O) vapor.  I thought of how water takes on so many manifestations.  Ice, Vapor, Liquid.  I really thought of how these random molecules of H2O came together to form a cloud.  And not just one cloud...mind you we have had our share of total overcast days recently....on this day there were many clouds...some touching...some just flying by others.  What I thought about was...how, or what, brought these molecules together to form a cloud. And, what kept them together? what kept them from running into one another and forming a bigger cloud? and then a bigger cloud...and so on?  I can hear my Florida friends saying....that's what we call a hurricane! But I have no time to stop!

Thoughts continued to tumble....here on Earth we have all these different clouds...cumulus, nimbus, stratus, cirrus....so not only do H2O molecules cling together to form a cloud....they form specific types of clouds....and for a random amount of time.

More thoughts...clouds are like humans....we are all made up of the same "stuff", but we look different...we move about...we change...we dissipate...dissolve...

How wonderful, and strange, this mystery of life is....how complex and simple...how the order of the universe doesn't need a laptop or smart phone to know to do next...how all the rumblings of science...the pontifications of religions...the promises of politicians....the guarantees of parents...how all of our gyrations fail to convince the universe to bend.  No matter that we point to our GPS, to show the way, we fail to alter that great movement. 

Resting....

I watched as clouds sped by my window. One chasing another.