I think it is starting to come together. Glacial ideas, slowly moving towards one another so I can make sense of their mass, of how they are connected, of how they can move together. I’ve been using the word nebulous to describe what my thoughts about the future, my future, are. Nebulous seems a little flaky, unfocused, and boundless. I've used it because I've been afraid that other people might think that someone who has focus is close-minded, and unwilling to change and learn. I think I’ll start using glacial. Big ideas, slowly moving, very powerful and formative; you have a good idea where they came from, and you can guess where they might go, but to the naked eye, they’re heavy, resting, waiting, collecting. Glacial has boundaries, but will push those boundaries if they are in its way. Glacial has a grounding, a composite of solidity and fluidity.
I have a folder on my desktop called, “My Nebula.” In it, I store away ideas that are floating around in the dust cloud. Today I’ll rename it, “My Glacier”.
This weekend, I heard another glacier, all part of the same ice cap, I’m sure, start its slow migration: “I want a vocation, not an occupation.”
I’m excited.
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