I often ask my cat, Tux, questions he must be completely uninterested in, such as, what did I do with my keys? Others he may be tired of hearing, particularly, do you think I’ll ever get there?
“There” of course doesn’t mean to his food bowl; it means to that mythical place where I’ll have everything spiritually figured out. These days I ask it less often as I’m more and more aware that there doesn’t exist, but still, wouldn’t it be nice…
That question and I entered a new phase of our relationship this week. Intellectually I’ve understood for a little while that it’s not a useful question because “there’s no there there,” but in practice, I had just substituted “here” for “there.” Why not? Only one small letter apart.
I’ve been telling myself, if I could get really present, I would experience everything I associate with there—an uninterrupted state of peace, infinite reserves of compassion, an end to resistance, a better attitude toward the existence of jello. So being present came to mean being those ways. It became another there.
But that’s not it at all. There’s nowhere to go, period, and it doesn’t matter whether we get there, not even a tiny bit. On first blush, this sounds like a reason to eat a lot of jello, lime jello. Throw in the mini marshmallows and the pineapple bits. If it’s not getting any better than this, why not?
Considered in another way, though, it means that this moment is sacred, this one, right here, the one in which I am beating myself up or feeling annoyed or have just acted in a way that can’t quite be described as charitable. When the bathroom is dirty, when work isn’t going well, when failure or separation or despair threaten to engulf us.
That’s the miracle and mystery of it all. We are no further from God and God’s love at those times than when we are standing on the podium of life at our most shining and impressive. That’s the reason to be present—because our Life is here, right here.
4 thoughts on “Still Life with Jello”
Hi Rachel! For me, it’s my expectations that keep me from looking for “there” rather than being here. When I can remember that, I find it much easier to stop wanting to be “there” and just being. Of course, then another expectation comes along…..But that’s part of the fun of being!
I dunno if I will ever be “here” with jello. : )
At the individual level, or from the perspective within my own skin, I agree with your stance on spiritual life, or just life.
On the larger scale, of our human species, I see things quite differently. We have a long, long way to go. And it seems far from certain that we will get there in time.
My faith tells me that this individual approach will have some positive influence on the larger, collective scale.
Whew! You said a mouthful! (of jello:))