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We often structure everything so much that we forget life can’t be drawn on a drawing board or planned in advance. Unforeseen things happen. The most beautiful moments of happiness and also the greatest low blows lurk everywhere -professionally as well as privately.
During my childhood, it became clear to me that I perceived things differently than other kids my age. I became sad very quickly and took the suffering of other people very much to heart. When we watched a sad movie, I burst into tears and was heartbroken. This earned me the reputation of being very “touchy” and or overly sensitive. I took criticism and devaluations very seriously and felt very vulnerable.
The high prices are here to stay -worldwide! A 30% inflation in Europe, 20% inflation in the United States, and higher inflation rates around the globe. Companies have adjusted their fees and costs at our expense. Higher import and export costs and higher wages gave them less profit and that’s something the CEOs and most business owners don’t like at all.
According to our dog Vader, fireflies must be extra yummy, but getting them is tricky business. You can only hunt them in the evening and then they force a dog to stand still in the grass and wait for them until they give away directions with their light.
Last night my thoughts were with the five men who were missing, stuck in a vessel on the ocean ground for days, we assumed. Their time was running out -or perhaps already had already run out. It was a search and rescue mission.
I haven’t answered friends’ emails in a couple of days. My friends are scattered all over the globe, and many of them sent me a note more or less saying the same “Finally, America is coming to its senses.” Their reactions and their messages to me are a form of celebration for the United States, for the country we all remember so well.
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An old Zen proverb says, ‘Meditate for 20 minutes a day, unless you don’t have time for it, then meditate for an hour.‘
When middle-class dreams shatter,
rarely do the jagged shards fall upward,
which would require muscle, pulleys, power,
a secret conveyor belt pointed toward hidden privilege.
Rather, the broken pieces almost always rain downward,
For the last three months, I have worked like a mad woman with only one goal in mind, a new commercial sewing machine. My old one had waved the white flag by the end of last year and right now I do my ‘magic’ on a loaner machine I could borrow from one of my former students.
The other day a shoe ran by me -it had a puppy attached. The sliding glass door was open, it all happened so quickly. Still trying to wake up, I wasn’t fast enough, or perhaps I took my time, after all, it wasn’t my shoe.