I used to think "A Talk With George" and the idea of "what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?" were inspiring. Now, I'm not really sure why. Why would it be inspiring to know that some rich white guy who didn't have to work for a living did lots of interesting and random things? It's a great song, don't get me wrong. I remember listening to it on a De Lijn bus in Flanders. I guess it feels different when you're in the middle of an adventure, and when you're in a place in your life where it feels like you can just do random crazy things because you want to. You, like George Plimpton, can wander around collecting unusual experiences. And maybe I should be finding a way to feel like that when I'm not literally wandering around, when unusual opportunities aren't presented to me. I do have free time, just not to that degree or with that kind of financial independence. But I guess it was the "A Talk With George" logic that made it seem like I should write and record a punk album for my 27th birthday, like that was somehow a reasonable expectation of myself and ultimately worthwhile. And it, like many other things, didn't happen.
But today, I looked up the Mary Oliver poem. I guess I always assumed the only thing that "
what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?" could mean is roughly "Don't live another day unless you make it count." Life is short and we're gonna pressure you to do something extraordinary with it. Whatever you do, you're probably wasting a lot of time. But in an inspirational way. You should be doing something great and impressive and unique because life is short and precious and you don't want to waste it.
But I don't think that's what she's saying; in fact, she might be saying the opposite:
I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down
into the grass, how to kneel down in the grass,
how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields,
which is what I have been doing all day.
Tell me, what else should I have done?
Doesn't everything die at last, and too soon?
Tell me, what is it you plan to do
with your one wild and precious life?
It seems to me that she's being a bit snarky, saying, 'what are you doing that is so great that you should judge me for strolling through the fields?' Can't a wild and precious life be spent "idle and blessed" as much as fighting bulls and hanging out with famous people and throwing parties? But then again, I'm not spending a ton of time strolling the fields, either. Not as much as I'd like. And it seems like Mary Oliver didn't have to spend much time in the capitalist machine, since she somehow was able to support herself as a poet.
I don't have a point. Jackie is pretty into Mary Oliver, and so is John Green, and I'm just thinking. I don't have any plans for my life. I'm not making it count. I'm not sure if the concept makes sense to me anymore. But maybe it can still be wild and precious in a different way. Maybe there's a different path through the fields. I don't know.