Positive and Negative…

On July 27, 2013, in Uncategorized, by culley

“Travis is the quintessential representation of balance between positive and negative.”
Matthew Phillips
July 26, 2013


Black & Decker Battery ChargerI have a Black and Decker automotive battery charger I use occasionally to top off batteries which are weak, failing or have been drained by my own negligence.  It has a  built in program module that senses when the battery is fully charged and shifts to a trickle charge mode to ease in the last few milli-amps of juice for a full, deep, lasting charge.  If you happen to be out in the Culley Cave at the moment this happens, one can always tell.  There is a curt electronic chirp, followed immediately by a down shifting of the tone emitted by the cooling fan of the charger.  A little LED indicator light shifts from yellow to green.  At that point, the battery is fully charged, everything beyond that is just maintenance.

Yesterday, after ten days of aimless motorcycle riding in west Texas, eastern New Mexico and southern Colorado, my charger chirped and my LED indicator shifted to green.  I’m done!  Fully charged!  (Yay!)  I always know when this happens because I’ll be tooling along and suddenly… I realize what I am thinking about has changed.

Salt Flats Culberson County, Texas

I am no longer thinking about the dense center of stars, or at what particular point the mass of a gas giant becomes sufficient to detonate a thermonuclear reaction.  I stop thinking about the fact that the road cut I just ran through had a deep layer of conglomerate debris overlaid by a think heavy igneous lava flow, suggesting a sudden volcanic eruption somewhere in the distant past.  I stop thinking about how aspen trees, which are of the poplar family, cannot exist at lower altitudes.  I stop thinking that aspens are not generally sought after for their wood, except to make match sticks… because it splits easily and straight along the grain.  I abandon my ruminations about their somewhat round leaves have a stem that grows at an odd angle for a tree, which captures even the slightest breeze, keeping their leaves in constantly appealing motion.  Oddly… this continual motion releases a hormone that encourages rapid growth.

All this, is just so profoundly cool that my concept of the Almighty tends to get mushed together into these thoughts and I find myself dwelling upon the expansiveness of God… and I am humbled by the revealed Truth that He should even bother to think of me…. for even one brief nanosecond of the endless, timeless eternity He fills. Some thing… from somewhere beyond me comes and takes hold of me… inside my soul.  For lack of a better term… I become possessed.  Owned! Completely and comfortably out of control.  There is a great sense of personal freedom in this state of being.

I… do not have to worry because, I… am NOT in control.  Zippity doo dah!  Turn up the dang MP3 player and twist that throttle… muh, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, haaaaaaaaa… haaaaaa… hah!

Healthful City(Oh, look!  A manhole cover… click!)

Achieving this state takes days and days of riding.  Then… just when I have reached that glorious point, where God is becoming revealed to me… like the sudden flash of lightening in a thunderstorm… happening so fast you can barely perceive it… or the very nature of the living light glittering through a shimmering aspen tree… or the seemingly random arrangement, impact and ring shaped ripples produced by rain on the surface of a puddle… and…

BEEP!  The tone of the cooling fan downshifts and the LED shifts from yellow to green.  I’m done!  I am fully charged!

That’s the point where I usually receive what I have come to recognizes as marching orders, objectives in pursuit of a standing goal.  Ya see Timmy… in most cases for a battery to accept and hold a full usable change it has to be exercised regularly.  Nothing will kill a battery faster than allowing it to sit idle, unused… un-drained.  Draining and re-charging a battery regularly encourages a deeper, more complete charge and increases usability over it’s lifetime.

This is about the point where I start thinking; I really need to get the rest of those AutoCAD assignments scanned in and uploaded for my ninth graders.  Or maybe… I think I want to shift recognition of architectural styles and design components to the second year students.  Or… I need to develop more and better means to teach file management strategies which integrates more seamlessly into my own curriculum. Or…  I need to upgrade the web technologies course to be current with HTML 5. What would that look like?

html 5Hey!  I did not make the rules!  I did not create the cosmos.  This is not my goal!  I am not this creative.  Left to my own nature, I am a total goof-off!  I am not doing this!  Something else is doing this and appears to be using me as a tool, a vessel… a delivery device.  The relationship is hard to describe; it’s really quite humbling but overwhelmingly positive… rejuvenating… satisfying… wholesome… energizing.

I have said this before and I will attest yet again; if you believe I am addicted to motorcycles you are not seeing the whole picture… the entire scope of my addiction. You are confusing the delivery device with the effect to which I have become dependent.  Much in the same way that in my younger days I used backpacking as a tool to achieve this state… motorcycling has now become my preferred delivery mechanism.  Adventure motorcycle touring delivers a more intense, more pure and pleasurable effect… far quicker.  My motorcycle is just a means to an end.  It seems that I have stopped huffing life… and moved on to direct intravenous delivery.  The rush is intensely gratifying when it smashes into my soul.

Hi, my name is Travis and I am a hopeless addict and I do not care!  I am completely unrepentant of my overt dependency!

I am fully charged… and I want MORE!

North of Capulon


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