Inspection

in·spec·tion

   [in-spek-shuhn]  Show IPA

noun

1.

the act of inspecting  or viewing, especially carefully orcritically: an inspection of all luggage on the plane.

2.

formal or official viewing or examination: an inspection of thetroops.

The act of inspecting... Well I've been doing a lot of that lately.  February 8th I posted the "So this is where we are" blog about me (us) wanting to break away.  I believe the words were, "right now my brain is about breaking away." And that was a Wednesday.  That Friday we had a showing on our house.  I said to Melody, "We're selling this house today." Consequently, we had another showing on Saturday and I repeated my sentiment.  Then... a showing on Sunday.  I was damn certain that we were selling our house.  I pressed my palms together and spied the heavens with all the muster I could muster.  And then... Sunday night... The call.  We got an offer.  After almost 1 year and countless price adjustments I finally tossed all my chips on the table and dropped to a price I knew would make something hit my line.  Today was the home inspection.  

I met the inspector and agent at the door. I wanted to tell them that I'd been inspecting my "home" for years.  The last couple years with extreme scrutiny in fact.  I wanted to tell them that I spent years picking the right bed, couch, tables and chairs to soothe my soul and pad my nest.  Candles and lamps; blankets and books.  Paintings, knick-knacks, music and memorabilia all in an attempt to foster development, remind me of who I am and provide security.  There's that word again...

se·cu·ri·ty/siˈkyo͝oritē/

Noun:

The state of being free from danger or threat. The safety of a state or organization against criminal activity such as terrorism, theft, or espionage: "national security".

The state of being free from danger or threat... Hm.  When have we ever been free from danger or threat?  Since the dawn of man we've roamed the earth in harms way.  Hunted saber-toothed tigers, discovered fire, electricity... language.  Think of the fella who invented and TESTED the first parachute.  Danger.  Threat. Of all the things we've "discovered" in this world, I think the facade of security is the most dangerous of them all. People grow up under the umbrella thinking if I just do the right thing, get the right education, marry Mr. or Ms. Right, work for the right company and play by golden rule, my life will be just perfect.  It's unattainable.  Perfection that is.  Will a Harvard education get you further in life?  Absolutely.  Does a 25 year marriage make you special?  Yes... it does.  Is  that the only route to take through this thicket called "life"?  Nope... There are many branches on the Tree of Life. Go out onto the limb friends... that's where the fruit is. Repairs can only begin after inspection.  I'm not suggesting we all sell everything, quit our jobs and leap off the ledge.  I'm merely suggesting you take a moment out of your day, lie down on your belly, stretch your arms far out in front of you and pull yourself out onto that ledge and peer over.  No need to leap.  Just appreciate the distance. Yeah, I wanted to tell them that I'd been inspecting my "home" for years. The last couple years with extreme scrutiny in fact.  Now, we're operating as if this house is sold.  Our home is within us and not for sale. Always has been.  Always will be.  I hope to pass along my house to a young Dr. couple who, with any luck will begin to pad their nest with candles, couches, lamps and blankets.  I know where they can get some... Cheap.