No body wants to slip. There is nothing good about slipping. It catches you off-guard and before you know it, you are flat on your butt. Then you begin to wonder why you slip. Is it the slippery floor? Is it your shoes? Is it you who are not aware? Is it an earthquake?
But slipping into the ordinary is the worst. It’s like sipping the exact same coffee again and again and again until one day you can’t even explain the taste of that coffee anymore. You can’t even remember why you drink coffee to begin with. Yet, you find yourself to be addicted to that coffee, not knowing why. You tell yourself you like coffee. But, do you really? Or have coffee owned you now? The coffee can live without you, but can you live without coffee?
You meet someone who lives in an extra-ordinary house, with extra-ordinary life-style and extra-ordinary job and salary. Yet, there is something ordinary about them. Oh, but then. You can also meet this ordinary man, who lives an ordinary life, wears ordinary clothing and speak of ordinary words. Yet, something about him is extra-ordinary. You so know what I mean.
What makes one Ordinary and another Extra-Ordinary? What makes life Ordinary or Extra-Ordinary? Is it about them or is it about how you see them?
My view? One will slip into the Ordinary (voluntary or involuntarily) once they stop being fascinated by life. Once you can no longer be fascinated by the simple color of green, knowing that there are infinite colors of green; when that journey to work everyday has become predictable commotion of traffic, screaming cars and pollution instead of a parade of colors and possibilities to the infinite world.
How do you know when you have slipped into the Ordinary? You won’t be as excited waking up in the morning that you don’t even realize that you complain, blame and judge everything. You will compare yourself, your work, your life with others thinking that you are better or worse than them. You will not remember your dreams and aspirations. You cannot remember the last time your heart beats faster than usual. You cannot remember the last time you smile for no reason at all. Where are you exactly? You are in Ordinary.
Yet you know how easy it is to slip into the Ordinary. You are probably a living proof – just as I am. I have slipped into the Ordinary before, because it is probably my favorite pair of pajamas – it’s comfortable, it’s cozy, it’s safe. Yet I hope I can better see that “be careful: slippery floor” yellow triangle wherever I step, wherever I go, so that I may always live in the world of Extra-Ordinary.
Be fascinated, then you shall step into the Extra-Ordinary.
