on responding to urgency

and the butt thunder blessing

Dear reader,

There are days when things go smoothly. Everything lines up as it should.

Other days?

Well… those days?

Those days can be a literal shit show if you’re not careful

Those days when you’ve slept in and there’s something missing?

The wallet isn’t where it should be. Your keys aren’t on the hook and your phone hasn’t been charged.

Maybe you didn’t pack up the night before.

Or you forgot to pack your lunch.

You know… those days.

Those days when things start feeling urgent as the clock ticks and the time you have before missing your bus, streetcar or ferry slowly slips away.

You know?

Those days.

Those days are the days when all feels ‘urgent’.

Today?

Today was one of those days.

And just when I had everything under control, I paused it was the pause that refreshes.

I paused and lifted my leg in that charming way that I do just before farting.

I squeezed down to let my bumpet bugle out reverie.

But!

But at the last moment, I thought better of it.

I wanted to crack out the fart before moving on.

Dear reader, part of this was a desire for pleasure and satisfaction.

The other part was a desire to put a button on the day and move on to the next thing.

Right?

A well timed fart before leaving the house feels like letting loose a little bit of liberty. Farts are funny and a fart before leaving is a timely tension release valve.

At the time?

I was feeling pretty urgent and confident.

Then in the moment however, I decided to check myself.

I sat down and the butt thunder rolled out of me with enough of a mudslide I likely could have wiped out a small village in the base of the Himalayas.

Despite the urgency to get out of the house, I paused.

In taking a moment to check myself, sit down and give myself room to explode, I managed to show up only ten minutes late for work.

Now, consider how much more late I would have been if I decided to push trough the mess of it all.

Sometimes, when things feel urgent in life, the best thing that you can do is stop. Take you time. Don’t force things. Find a clean throne.

Let your mudslide fly.

Because forcing the issue typically leads to a shit show.

And unless you want to play Punch and Judy with a couple of poo poo puppets in your panties, let them fly freely on a porcelain stage.

When life feels urgent.

Slow down.

Check yourself before you wreck your pants.