I ran 15km this morning as usual. i am off work every Friday for a number of weeks. Claire has a bug and is in bed. We used to have tough immune systems but now catch every bug passing our way.
After my shower I lazed in bed and read the news.
Then I took an hour or so just to look out the window. It is very wet, windy and cold, lots of sleet. The neighbours' conifers were bent double by the wind. It occurred to me that their survival tool- flexibility- is key and that the idea has many applications.
Going with the flow, rolling with the punches, yielding to an agent of force is so very important. For me, I guess, this means knowing I have to grieve and then letting myself do exactly that. I have to let myself go through that process in order to come out the other side. I am sure I will be a bit broken and bent. I know there will be irreparable fissures that go all the way down but I hope to be in one piece.
Be flexible; relinquish.
Week three of my philosophy class tonight- Utilitarianism and Deontology.
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