I have to admit that I’m not too sad to see February go. But, I’m not overly excited either. The truth is, I’ve noticed my relationship to winter changing over the last couple of years. What changed exactly? Well, for one thing, I pretty much lost interest in complaining about it. What’s the point of that? At the same time, I ran out of energy from trying to see the positive side of everything. As Doris Day said, “Que sera…
Yesterday at work, I noticed a poinsettia plant forgotten and slowly dying on top of a filing cabinet. With sadness in my heart, I asked myself, “How could I have let this suffer so?” To be alive is to suffer, and to suffer is to be alive. There is no doubt that suffering is hard and sometimes brutally unbearable, but it is an inescapable law of nature. I woke up this morning cloaked in my own suffering. I thought to…
I just returned from 10 blissful days in Costa Rica. I can’t quite escape the feeling that somehow I have gotten away with something – that having thumbed my nose at convention, I slammed the door shut on the all the holiday happenings, the excessive consumerism, the oppressive obligation, and the general seasonal stress. If I sound like a bit of a Grinch, I confess that I probably am. I think part of it probably has to do with the…