In winter’s reticence of frozen waters, lackluster oomph, and general orneriness on having to start over, there is truculence in being kind to self and others. The desire to hibernate overwhelms, and is only bear-able when home, sucking chocolate, with a pillow over the telephone. The heart lies empty, the body depleted, the mind a rag-tag nest of broken egg shells. If you were Buddha, you’d say, “A great place to start.” “But, dear Buddha, start-up cycles require plans, stamina and get go. I have none of those.” “Do you have willingness?” “Not so much. I can’t tell if I am parched, or frozen. Either way, life does not flow through me. I stand depleted from last year’s efforts, and ragged in sorrows many are going through now.” “You can do nothing about either. One is past, the other is not you. Why do you deplete your reserves? Why not re-channel your life-waters?” “Because staying present and preparing, feels overwhelming and scary.” “Why?” “Because much is being demanded.” “Says who?” “Well, you for one, me, everyone. We must do more, offer more, be better, produce more, be happier, more peaceful, make more money, give more away, be faster, stronger, more technically proficient, become more in lock-step with the young.” “Wow. Really? Even as Buddha, I hadn’t heard that.” “You don’t think lots is demanded at this time?” “As you say, ‘lots’ is always asked for. The type of ‘lots’ may change, even its style, but every cycle, each life, through time asks primarily one thing of us.” “Wow. Really? Is this a Buddha moment?” “Yes, it is.” “I’m ready.” “Then sit with your cat. Visualize yourself as a flowing fountain. As easily as you breathe, water rises, burburling and clear from the earth. It overflows the beautiful curves of its… Read more »
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