Evolution is real.
Even if you believe in Adam and Eve and Abraham and Rebekah and Ruth and stories older than artifact and ark buried beneath mountain and sand. And you can.
Evolution is real.
But we might forget that.
Let’s get rid of Darwin & Wallace, for a moment, and speak of us:
You are seven or eight. I am eight or nine. We’re home from school
on a June afternoon. Your mom’s not home. My mom’s not home.
What we did then is not what we’d do now, in an empty house.
Magnifying glass, sunlight, ants marching along to hail their queen. We sizzle them. Plastic soldiers battle Barbie for the ‘Vette. She’s a Bond girl; she can holdher own, until she dies tragically.Thundercats is on – wanna make popcorn?
Can’t. Just got braces.
Millenium Falcon or Deathstar?
We catch meteors in our hands before they destroy the backyard.
We know we can save the world.
I’m on in years. So are you. We are aware of the groans our bones make when we wakeup in the morning, the hollow-hard Vader exhale and inhale of our age: children we’ve driven to school and who have driven us insane, meetings we’ve attended so we can mark our lives with certificates and gold stars, the scars from Caesarian sections, heart attacks and exes.
The things we imagine disappear into the dark cape of things.
Our light-speed slows to stagnation.
We must find the quiet
an empty house, a square of grass beneath a magnolia, a minute
without the urge and cry of e-mail, text, tweet, and instant
message, the shoreline at six a.m., the white margin of a book
unopened on our bedside table, a prayer
We must find the quiet to magnify our sunlight. To sizzle ourselves.
Our braces came off a long time ago. Let’s pop some corn. Let’s not forget that we had imagination once.
There are books by Ph.D.s and parents, experts who chronicle age in chapters, sections, headers determine milestones, make checkmarks on our bodies of who we must become
At first we change by daysthen weeksmonthsfinally years until the evolving becomesno longer important to note, celebrate, witness
We learn to roll over, say please, thank you & no
use a spoontie our shoes bunny-stylerun a mile
play well with othersbubble in Scantrons with stubby number two pencils
sit stillkeep our hands to ourselvesMow the lawn before it gets out of controlCheck our oilObey traffic laws: yield, slow, stop.
Stop & look.
A friend of mine calls herself a conscious evolver.
In an empty house, stand naked in front of a mirror. Do it – no one will see.
Turn sideways, lookover one shoulder.
The buds are there. We can grow wings, if we want.
Evolution is real.
Some of us begin our day with the poke of alarm clocks,the dark zen of coffee in a blue travel mug, a Bob Dylan song stuck
in our head, a kiss from the person we love sometimes& hate sometimes & sleep with mostdays, a bowl of chow for our poodles.
The everyday can change us.
Pursue that.Run after it, like words tied to a string, the kite we wanted so
badly when we were six and thought the tail was an extension
of our arm.
When you sit in your next meetingWhen the same point is branching off into neverland and a ticking clock
click your pen like Dorothy’s heels and think:
What would we do if we were children?
Free lunch!End all tyranny!Girls can do math!Stop taking our planet for granted! Stop building walls!Finish the race!Help each other!We are connected!
Theory is not what you think it means!
Then we’d act.We’d put on a show in Jimmy’s garage so we could buy a soapbox racer.
We’d make curtains out of my mom’s tablecloths and costumesout of your brother’s old Army uniforms.We’d make cupcakes from scratch in Mrs. Rosa’s kitchen.We’d charge admission.We’d stuff as many pennies into brown wrappers as we couldand the neighbors would say:
Can you believe what they did?
Can you believe what you did today, yesterday, last week?
Pay attention – evolution is real.
Opportunity comes with wings. Not forms, budgets, permission slips from the principal.
Opportunity is not scheduled on Outlook.
Look over your shoulder. Look at the person next to you. In front of you.
Create artifacts that will last the ages.
Pop some corn.Put on a show.
Find the quiet.Be a conscious evolver. Sizzle.