Today I drove from Bend, OR to Edmonds, WA, with just a couple of breaks for gas and such. I had the thought, while coming down from the forest around Mount Hood that I was bored; tired of driving and when will these trees end! I couldn't believe I could be bored.
I started to wonder, "Who is it that's bored?" or "What is it that's bored?" How can I be bored? I don't even know what or where this I that is supposedly bored is. This started me thinking about the answer to "Who am I?"
I guess that's what part of this trip is for me; to try to answer this question. I'm starting to think it may not be possible for this mind to know who I am, but I can use it to identify who or what I am not. I am definitely not any definition that this mind could come up with; including the one that says, "I'm bored." Anything that I've stumbled upon so far is just not true and way too limited.
So, the question continues, "Who am I...?"
Monday, June 14, 2010
Boredom
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i think "boredom" is just a time of non-stmuli. we have gotten so used to being constantly busy and multi-tasking that when we find ourselves with no immediate task, we equate it with bored. i have chosen to think of it as a period of rest or calm for the mind.
ReplyDeletegorgeous river int he vid.