A long train-ride home gives you time to think about the essentials of life.
I had deliberately not planned work or even reading, although I did a little of the latter. But Jay behaved nicely and the other passengers behaved nicely, too, and the train was on time.
Still, it felt good to use large stretches of time, aside from talking with Char and holding Jay, to just look out the window and take stock.
There’s a very real opportunity, however cliche, to reconnect with our souls on a long commute, by doing nothing in particular but looking out the window and let thoughts fly.
If you don’t believe in Soul then substitute with the term “feelings”. Those are the ones we so often leave un-noticed in the everyday drone and race. We ignore them. Act habitually and frantically, trying to get everything to ‘work out’.
Ignoring if the basis for wanting to work out something in particular has changed; if we feel differently about this or that matter.
We just act automatically, re-actively, habitually. Or at least I do. Maybe you are different?
Well, I didn’t think so.
So there’s the deal: Try looking out the window, next time you commute. Try to do nothing. And just feel what you feel and what comes up.
Maybe when you commute next time it will be to somewhere entirely different.