Yesterday seems trivial today. That’s the succinct  way of saying it. For me it took time, more than a day, more than a week. After years of hurts and healings, I arrived at today.

I watch our teenage dog full of energy. I suppose that energy once had to have been mine. A body without a brain, or as my Jungian friends might say, with loads of unconsciousness. What suns eventually come to awaken bits of it? Who would we be if all of it awoke? Would we be happier?

And with that thought, happiness becomes a relative term. Yesterday I was not sad or unhappy, but right now I feel happier. I am happier with the full expectation there will be peaks and valleys today and tomorrow. If tomorrow I were to jot down thoughts  without changing the subject, today would be yesterday, and I would be different again, new degrees of unconsciousness awakened. More conscious.

Thomas Moore writes at the start of chapter 7 in A Religion of One’s Own, “Waking up is the first act. One day something in you stirs and you wake up from ignorance and sheer unconsciousness. You wake up from the neglect of things that matter. You wake up to a new vision of your world and your place in it. ”

What a feeling.

11 thoughts on “Yesterday

  1. Carl D'Agostino April 16, 2014 / 6:29 am

    Yesterday-another favorite Beatles tune

    • fictionfitz April 16, 2014 / 6:53 am

      And there were many.

  2. Carole Webber April 16, 2014 / 6:35 am

    I will let your Jungian friends figure this one out. Cheer up!

    • fictionfitz April 16, 2014 / 6:56 am

      As a friend of mine once said, years into Parkinson’s, I couldn’t be better.

  3. David Kanigan April 16, 2014 / 6:40 am

    Great post. I think of this frequently.

    • fictionfitz April 16, 2014 / 6:55 am

      The second half, if really a half, which by some measure it has to be, is by far the most productive.

    • fictionfitz April 16, 2014 / 9:49 am

      And I don’t have to go through security.

  4. jhvn April 16, 2014 / 9:42 am

    Great insight, and well said. I too like the Beatles’ tune Yesterday; but I cannot affirm “I believe in yesterday.” I can “believe in” what I am learning about my yesterdays as I wake up to today.

    • fictionfitz April 16, 2014 / 9:50 am

      Yes, the understanding has a delay to it.

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