I am ruminating about today’s word prompt, pensive.
On the one hand, it leads me to meditate on one of my favorite topics, the intercultural way. Why, you might ask? Part of understanding how we as cultural beings navigate this world is to be pensive. When we travel and live in a different culture, we are constantly being met by different ways of thinking, different ways of expressing the same values, different value systems, and a host of obvious and not so obvious difference. The best way to negotiate the differences is to become introspective. By thoughtfully reflecting on our own values and ways of thinking and doing, we begin to notice more about where the differences lie and we also have more power to decide which changes we want to conform to and which changes are a part of our core.
So, pensiveness is important. It is a gift. It also reminds me of sitting outside on a spring day (like today), feeling the cool breeze against my cheek and listening to the birds sing. At those moments, thoughts come and go like water in a gentle brook. The best part of a quiet moment is contemplation. The opportunity to reflect as if seeing oneself for the first time from the deep waters of a cool pond.
Ruminating on pensive wings
Unencumbered by gravity’s pull
Nothing becomes everything
Gliding on smooth currents
of my mind’s imagination
How cool the air as it sails beneath me
How deep the waters that carry my form
I reach past the apex
A gate beckons
And my invisible form breezes through
no barrier exists to keep me there
Pensive, I fly.