The Same Thing

 


On this quiet morning there’s not a sound coming from anywhere. The sun is as bright as it can be in the southern sky. Even the birds are in silent reverence to this often misunderstood holiday. But today I’m feeling a bit lightheaded. For the past few days my body is going back into a “no hunger” mode again. It’s where my body isn’t sending me the usual signals that it is hungry. Instead it’s only when I begin to feel dizzy and out of sorts that I realize I need to eat. But thankfully the little bit of sugar in my decaf coffee is kicking in to keep me from passing out.

It's just another strange little detail in my chemically induced existence that science or my doctors can’t explain. So I attuned with my body through my silent meditations. Listening to what nature and my own body has to say. Where I used to panic about such things, now I’ve learned to just go with the flow. It’s not that I ignore my body, quite the contrary, I listen and become proactive in repairing it. A chilly wind is finally creeping into the windows of my office. I feel the slight chill brush across my face. So I take a deep breath.

Listening in on the cheerful banter my wife is watching on her TV screen. Preaching the gospel of consumption and finding fulfillment in a false smile. Last night I had a deep conversation with one of the dearest person’s left in my life. We talked about our kids and some of the poor choices they often make. Resigned to the fact that despite our parental urge to fix things. Often we have to watch them fail to learn, just as we did. So what does this have to do with the gratitude and thanks of the season? Well at least you got something to be thankful for. That you now refuse to see your life as one endless loop. And that hopefully the next generation will eventually see the same thing.


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