I've been thinking a lot about the cycles and processes that drive our everyday lives-but it wasn't until the middle of last night when I realized that it isn't the cycle itself that is important, it's the moments that disrupt the cycle that are. After three hours of being unable to fall into a restful sleep, I propped myself up on my elbows and squinted out my window. The moonlight was shining brightly through the trees up the hill. Without my glasses to focus everything, the trees became lovely, fuzzy silhouettes surrounded by the gray light of the moon. Nothing moved out in the cold. It was in this moment that it became clear to me (as clear as things can be without glasses...) that we don't go through our lives living for the monotony of all the cycles that make up our daily existence, it is for these interruptions. While they may seem unwanted and unnecessary at times, we have to look deeper into what made them happen. I guess in simple terms it would be looking for the good side in something negative that happens, but it's so much more than that.
Some of these interruptions seem to haunt a cycle altogether, but also start a new cycle.
Interruptions off the top of my head (though I look at most of these as more obvious than others, and it is the smaller overlooked ones I am more interested in)
-a hurricane or tsunami, disrupting the flow of the ocean
-a sleepless night
-being fired from work
-death (being the end of that person's life, and an interruption in a family members)
-a cold shower
-the dog disappearing