Scales of Resonance

Part 1. Life Is Like a Mischievous Girl.

Life. A mischievous girl among spring flowers — joy, movement and living light
Mischievous girl

A Mischievous Girl Resembles Life

Life is like a mischievous girl.
One can wait for her according to a schedule, beautifully prepare a place, straighten the order and even appoint the meeting in advance.
However, she does not always come to the place where she is expected too correctly.

At first glance, this looks like a whim.
But rather, before us the law of the living gap appears again.
Life does not like a cage made of final rules.

She does not reject order completely, but she also does not allow order to become a dead wall.

Therefore, she appears from the side.
In a random phrase, in a slight mistake, in an unexpected joke, in a pause between words, in a small violation of an overly smooth scheme.
Exactly where everything has almost become correct and bland, Life throws in salt, pepper and a smile.

Still, mischief here is not the same as destruction.
Life does not break the house just for the sake of noise.

She slightly shifts a cup on the table so that a person notices: the world is still alive; it has not frozen in a museum display case.

Grip and Teasing

The old saying about grip and teasing also reveals this measure.
Of course, it should not be understood literally as a rigid rule for men and women.
It is much more important to see two forces that together give taste.

Grip is will, action, the ability to take up a matter and hold the direction.
Teasing is a spark of play, light mockery, mischief and living deviation from dry correctness.

If there is only grip, the world becomes strong, but too strict.
If there is only teasing, everything may fall apart into disorder.
However, when they meet in measure, the real salt of life appears.

So the Scales of Resonance again look not for a winner, but for a living proportion.
Action must be strong, but not deaf.
Play must be sharp, but not cruel.
Freedom must breathe, but not destroy connection.

A Sense of Distance

The joke about the hen wondering whether she is running too fast also speaks about measure.
On one side, there is flight. On the other side, connection must not break completely.

In other words, living distance differs from a cold rupture.
If one comes too close, the air disappears.
If one goes too far away, the response is lost.

Between them remains a dance floor where interest, play and movement can still hear one another.

That is exactly why Life does not always answer with a direct “yes.”

Sometimes she answers with a half-turn, a hint, a delay, a laugh or a light inaccessibility.

Not in order to torment, but to preserve the tension of the dance.

As a result, the mischievous girl becomes not an image of caprice, but an image of living measure.
She does not come where someone wants to catch her once and for all.
But where a gap has been left, she will surely flash nearby, smile and bring the whole back into motion again.

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