How often do you hear “get your head out of the clouds, you’re not on the tv for God’s sake”? I can only speak for myself but I hear it a lot. I was thinking about those two images in a recent episode of daydreaming my day away. I thought about having your head in the clouds. It made me nostalgic. If you ever have the good fortune to be at the top of a frosty mountain then you will experience what it’s like to really have your head in the clouds. I can describe it on two levels. On a basic level it’s not all that different to being surrounded by fog. It doesn’t arouse the senses in any extraordinary way, that is until you think about where you are.. you are in the clouds that you spend your days staring at as you daydream. It’s a pretty amazing feeling once that realisation happens. What on earth (or not on earth) makes condensed water vapour so special? What has created this perception of clouds being the gateway to heaven? Or somewhere we drift towards when we lack the energy or persistence to be present in the moment? I don’t know the answer. It’s interesting food for thought though.
The clouds are always improvising, but the culprit is the wind.
I love this quote. We look at life through our everyday lense, rarely if every looking closer. This simple quote says that although something may be right in front of us there are invisible influences in the vicinity. We do everything we do for a reason. Each individual has their own reasons. We improvise our way though life. Just like musicians improvising a solo you’ll always hit an off note once in a while but sometimes that riff will just sound perfect. Life can take you anywhere, you just have to let the wind guide you.