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This morning I listened to the Life Kit podcast while walking the dog. It was about dealing with dread. And one solution they offered was Death Meditation. I don’t know. I think I am on board with scheduling time to worry, but I am not convinced that meditating on my own death will help me…
Freezing rain. Nothing new on a dark and gusty morning. Feeling myself settle into the familiar. Even the familiar pains are comforting. Maybe there is a center that holds, patiently, to be discovered again after the turmoil and apparent displacement. I am in the process of cleaning out the library and the “atelier”, which has…
So many rabbit holes I want to explore today. I am procrastinating. The laundry needs sorting and washing, the atelier needs de-cluttering, and my bookshelves are chaos. Thursday was the first day of spring in the Hindu calendar, and I missed it. Saraswati is honored on that day, with lavender, saffron and turmeric. I wouldn’t…
I sent this to myself on telegram yesterday – a note I wanted to return to in the morning writing time. I have forgotten the exact context. But I think it had something to do with meta-perspective and watching oneself and not recognizing oneself. And I figure this must have to do with behavior. We…
I’ve been thinking more about care. And about how I bristle when people talk about “winning” at life. And about joy. I don’t know that I believe in an intentional deity, one that puts living creatures on the earth for a “purpose”. In part because I am so intrigued by what defines a “living creature”…