Giving it up for real
It’s November 22nd and the cheese I unwrapped yesterday said it expires on this day. Which got me to thinking about from this moment on the end of the year will be here before we can blink our collective eyes. This week is Thanksgiving, then we are having our neighborhood Bayou Blunderbus put on by my neighbor where everyone costumes and rows down the bayou to a cook out down the way, then we have a house guest for a week, then a party here for T’s students as an end of year goodbye, then there is a birthday party where Evan Christopher is playing, then there is a family reunion at my house, and then are eight days of Hanukkah, followed by Tin’s first trip to Zagreb with T, and then it’s Christmas and then New Year and hey guess, what 2011!
So I suggest everyone try this exercise right this very minute. Close your eyes. Take a deep breath and hold it in for the count of three. Exhale fully. And remember as you hurry on to your next thing:
We miss the point, the whole way along: It was a musical thing, and you were supposed to sing, or to dance, while the music was being played. Alan Watts