Sometimes Bubba or I experience a bright ah-ha moment, as if a curtain of confusion is pulled aside and some aspect of life suddenly makes sense. Akin to realizing the snake in the corner we’ve been scared of isn’t a snake at all, but a hose.
We explain our brilliant insight to the other, who nods in enlightened understanding. Yes, yes! That’s my experience too! What an awesome analogy!
We grab pen and paper, write down our insight—as best we can—and sigh with satisfaction. This, we’re sure, will help us understand life and ourselves better; it will help us navigate the next, similar stress that comes our way. It’s an amazing doorway to self-knowledge.
A few days later we revisit our notes, excited to reignite the spark of awareness we captured; to build on it. We look at what we wrote: Scribble, scribble, “all a giant mustache,” scribble, scribble.
Huh? What the ‘eff does that mean? How is life a “giant mustache?”
Bubba and I look at each other across the table; neither of us has a clue. It had seemed so clear, so concise, so self-evident at the time. We were sure our shorthand scribble would make sense when we reread it later.
Well, one of us will say, at least we enjoyed our moment of enlightenment while we had it.
Anyone else have cryptic scribbles that leave you puzzled?