I really appreciate the funny and different positions that our cats assume. They get inside, on top of, or underneath almost everything in the house, and then contort themselves to fit and fall asleep like that. Almost on a daily basis, either Jack or I will call to each other, “You have to see this!” which means that someone is looking soooo cute! Babies and little kids tend to get in odd positions too.
It seems as we get older, we start talking, walking, sitting and even lying down in the same predictable patterns. I very rarely walk into a room and find Jack curled up under a chair, and I am OK with that, but I have noticed lately that we sit in the same chairs or on the same part of the couch, every evening when we “settle in”. There is a slow-creeping inertia that I can feel lurking around the corner, and it bothers me. It isn’t unusual to see a group of young kids on the playground skipping together, but I have never seen a couple of middle-aged women (or men) skipping up the street. We become almost afraid of moving in different patterns.
The element of surprise and change keeps life fresh, and calls new and fresh opportunity to us. It might be fun to change one thing today; sit in a different chair, wear 2 different socks, look in the mirror and tell yourself that you are wonderful, skip up the street,….