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Wednesday, November 14, 2007
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Epiphanies...
Have you ever had an epiphany?
There are enlightenments in life and they are a good thing to be welcomed but epiphanies are unique.
Life is full of enlightenments. Like when you figure out that Cheez-Whiz is pretty much Velveeta in a handy, microwavable container. Or if you buy the 1/2 liter Mountain Dew it actually has 16.9 ounces which is just a fuzz more than you get in the regular 16 ounce bottle but for the same price. Those are enlightenments. They are good.
Epiphanies are something better, something more... Sometimes much, much more.
An epiphany can be likened to that time you found out that the one that you love is the one that you want to spend the rest of your life with. That is a good example.
My guess is that there could be bad epiphanies but I cannot think of an example of one. Let me know if you have had one that falls into the bad category. I would be interested in hearing about it.
Recently, while at work, I had an epiphany.
I remember the feeling clearly. I had been thinking about a problem that had plagued me for some time when I suddenly had the answer. No, not the answer to the problem that had been plaguing me but to a much deeper and much more long term issue.
The answer came simply and quietly. No bells. No whistles. It was as clear and as sensible as it could be.
This one issue was now resolved and would never bother me again. Life was good and was getting better.
It was an honest-to-goodness, Grade A, true blue epiphany.
And I cannot for the life of me remember what it was.
As I said, I can remember when it came to me. Even now I can conjure the same feeling as when it came to me but the substance is lost. I am not particularly troubled by this turn of events. This has happened before and expect that it will happen again unless I suddenly take the celestial dirt nap.
Trying to go the place that I was when it came to me doesn't help. Trying to remember what I was thinking doesn't help. Doing the hokey-pokey and shaking all about doesn't help. It has left me and I cannot fret about it.
These things happen and perhaps they happen for a reason. I cannot say one way or the other but happen they do and I can only hope that this one will happen again.
Because the next time I WILL write it down!
There are enlightenments in life and they are a good thing to be welcomed but epiphanies are unique.
Life is full of enlightenments. Like when you figure out that Cheez-Whiz is pretty much Velveeta in a handy, microwavable container. Or if you buy the 1/2 liter Mountain Dew it actually has 16.9 ounces which is just a fuzz more than you get in the regular 16 ounce bottle but for the same price. Those are enlightenments. They are good.
Epiphanies are something better, something more... Sometimes much, much more.
An epiphany can be likened to that time you found out that the one that you love is the one that you want to spend the rest of your life with. That is a good example.
My guess is that there could be bad epiphanies but I cannot think of an example of one. Let me know if you have had one that falls into the bad category. I would be interested in hearing about it.
Recently, while at work, I had an epiphany.
I remember the feeling clearly. I had been thinking about a problem that had plagued me for some time when I suddenly had the answer. No, not the answer to the problem that had been plaguing me but to a much deeper and much more long term issue.
The answer came simply and quietly. No bells. No whistles. It was as clear and as sensible as it could be.
This one issue was now resolved and would never bother me again. Life was good and was getting better.
It was an honest-to-goodness, Grade A, true blue epiphany.
And I cannot for the life of me remember what it was.
As I said, I can remember when it came to me. Even now I can conjure the same feeling as when it came to me but the substance is lost. I am not particularly troubled by this turn of events. This has happened before and expect that it will happen again unless I suddenly take the celestial dirt nap.
Trying to go the place that I was when it came to me doesn't help. Trying to remember what I was thinking doesn't help. Doing the hokey-pokey and shaking all about doesn't help. It has left me and I cannot fret about it.
These things happen and perhaps they happen for a reason. I cannot say one way or the other but happen they do and I can only hope that this one will happen again.
Because the next time I WILL write it down!
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