"Point is, what's so wonderful is that every one of these flowers has a specific relationship with the insect that pollinates it. There's a certain orchid look exactly like a certain insect so the insect is drawn to this flower, its double, its soul mate, and wants nothing more than to make love to it. And after the insect flies off, spots another soul-mate flower and makes love to it, thus pollinating it. And neither the flower nor the insect will ever understand the significance of their lovemaking. I mean, how could they know that because of their little dance the world lives? But it does. By simply doing what they're designed to do, something large and magnificent happens. In this sense they show us how to live - how the only barometer you have is your heart. How, when you spot your flower, you can't let anything get in your way." --John Laroche, Adaptation
I've found when time is in such scant supply, weekends become golden, though often so very fleeting. By Sunday evening, you begin to wonder as to what exactly that ever so valuable time was spent on and whether any good has come of your weekend exploits. Where does each passing week go as it falls past into our own personal history, inseparable from our separate individual reality?
Enjoying my Saturday without agenda, I sat out back, absent minded and relaxed, when my attention was caught by the movements of a few honeybees, busily buzzing around from flower to flower, attending to their daily food gathering duties. It reminded me a little of a scene from Adaptation showing the inseparable, symbiotic nature of insect and flower. Later, after everyone had left, I stayed up to see it again.
Last night we watched the Farrelly Brothers film Stuck on You, conjoined twins played by Matt Damon and Greg Kinnear, not letting anything - especially not each other - hold them back from their dreams, standing inseparable in the face of adversary through all their adventures. It was a real laugh of course, but also I thought, kind of inspiring at the same time. Last week marked my final week working full time and I have resolved to make the most of my future free time from now on, though I know as well as any, that doesn't always prove to be easy. Perhaps I’ll find my flower.