Native American tribes kept track of the seasons by giving distinctive names to each recurring full moon. July is the month when new antlers of deer push out of their foreheads. Hence the name Buck Moon. It’s a fitting name for today. It’s grey today. I wipe the sleep out of my bleary eyes. No matter how hard I dig, it can’t change the fuzzy haze of this early midsummer morning. Placing key in shoe and buds in ears, I saunter downstairs for a run. Five minutes from my doorstep is forest. Five minutes the other direction, skyscrapers. Today is a forest kind of day. It’s a good choice as the evergreens protect me from the rain that begins to fall. A book on mindfulness streams down my eardrums.
I give thanks for this perfect day.
Today is a day of completion.
Miracles shall follow miracles,
and wonders shall never cease to exist.
The words from the audio stick with me as I make my way to the office. Upon arrival, I pass countless oil paintings of Mongolian warriors created by the artist I share space with. He is in Mongolia now. My business partner is in Paris. Alone at desk with coffee slowly entering system, I begin to type whatever comes to mind in an attempt to clear it for the task at hand.
However, I found myself spending much longer on the five minute freewrite than expected. Caught between personal and professional prose, a slightly autobiographical piece was being formulated. Freeing up flotsam from the crevices of my mind merging with the project I initially meant to capture and communicate, I saw something new conspiring to configure. In a flow I hadn’t experienced for almost a year, I finally broke from the trance-like state, spent. Hours had passed. It didn’t feel like it, though. I can’t decide if it felt more like minutes or, after skimming it, years.
Walking home from saying goodbye to an old friend by the name of Harry Potter, I still can’t see tonight’s full moon. But I know it’s there. As Albus Dumbledore once said: “Just because it’s only in your head doesn’t mean it isn’t real.”
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About the author: Brock is a digital Knowmad who thinks in terms of people over place and likes to experiment in bringing the two together. You can follow him on twitter if you want, here.
