Today's visit to the market took me back to thinking of a human's basic instinctual needs. Thinking about the need for food, water, and shelter (just naming the main things we normally assume to be most important). I can see these needs flowing through the market, even if they aren't obvious to the nonchalant passer-by.
I walked into the market today seeing every person there linked to each other, as though there were a rope tied around each of their waists that were part of a whole moving mass. Or even as though there was a wormhole of energy connecting one person to the next, making each person part of the same idea, same need, same world.
An eldery man walked by me as i stood there, assessing the environment. I thought "why is he here?" This elderly man may be at the market to satisfy his needs. His need for some fresh food for the fridge, or his need buy some hand-made soap to place next to his sink. Or maybe he is there to satisfy something else that is on a whole different level than a simple need. We could call it a complex need...the need to satisfy his intellect, his emotion, his expressions, his happiness, his consiousness.
This may seem like a tangent, but what i am trying to convey is that the market is a mix of basic needs, and complex needs, different types of energy. Some of those energies are frantic, some relaxed. Some organized, some free-freeflowing. And i believe these energies are dependent on the types of needs a person is trying to satisfy.
I can see a woman picking up some tomatoes, taking her time, feeling each one to make sure it satisfies her standards. Her energy is relaxed, and she looks like she is enjoying herself.
I see another person, who has a list, knows what they want, and is in and out of the market in 20 minutes, not even taking the time to grab a cup of coffee and take in the smells. Her energy is frantic, and i assume she has many other things to attend to after this market stop.
I think about the vendors. When i see them I get the idea that all their energies are linked, mainly because they are all at the market, selling a product or idea, mainly for the need of profit. Their energies are the same to me, with their common purpose. At the same time, they are very different. I compare the asian woman selling vegetables with the older caucasian woman in her chair selling some arts and crafts. Yes these two women are selling their hard work, but for what? Where is their profit going, and how is their energy affected by that?
In my mind i imagine scenarios. That the asian woman has a family to feed, with youngsters and a husband, and she would like to sell as much as she can today so she can keep her family happy and satisfy their needs.
I imagine the older white woman as selling for pleasure. That she is doing this to sustain herself and maybe her elderly husband. That she is at this marketplace to satisfy her complex needs: her enjoyment, her sanity.
The market is a bustle of energy, and yet they are all linked because every person there has a need they want to satisfy. Each energy is unique and different, just as each person is unique and different, yet in this marketplace, the energy is meshed together, and exchanged as people exchange words in a conversation. The calm relaxed environment of the marketplace shakes hands with the busy bustle of the city environment...they are one and yet distinctly different. The fast paced coming and going of the light rail mixing with the marketplace creates a unique energy all in its own in the heart of this Uptown that one can only know by experiencing it first hand.