spiritual prescription

[fflo]

I have just realized I need to exhaust myself physically.

I've been exercising myself to the limits emotionally, and wearing myself out with coffee and not much sleep, and even working the noggin to the point of rubbery brains now & then. But it's been a fortnight since I went & used up the better part of the energy of my plain ol' pure muscles, bloodstream, lungs.

One of the lessons of this stage of my life has been how very good for me that occasional practice can be.

When life is so clearly instructive about something, why do we sometimes have such a hard time learning the lesson?

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Re: занимљиво!

[shmizla.livejournal.com]

the term on which the whole thing (logic) hinges, the term here being "endurance" (vs. enjoyment, for instance).

Re: занимљиво!

[fflo.livejournal.com]

hunh. wouldn'ta picked "endurance" myself, but i think you've got it. (and i do know, for the record, the notion of an operative term) ( :] )

maybe it's the deluded/spoiled american who wants or even expects more to be there than a succession of days to be variously endured.

at the moment this line of thought---or more like thought muddle---'s reminding me of how i have (for as long as i can remember) accepted/known that life isn't fair, but have (also for long, though not quite so long) liked to tag on to "life isn't fair" something like "but people can be"---not that we often are, or can always be. but we can be, now & then, just as we can sometimes be kind. when we put our minds to it OR when we've put our minds to it enough that it kicks in on a habitual level.

it IS a luxury to be able to cultivate that habit freely and easily. and one rare among 'my' people: the walking wounded. which i guess does mean it's all the more touching when we pull off our higher moments with/for each other.

lene lovich sings this song "too tender to touch." ("too fragile to lust" is the next line.)

a cloud has just passed over, and the breeze come up of a sudden, after sunshine that, i realize, was depressing me. perhaps tat's my sign i should go out into it.

lotsa little birdies at my feeder toda. one red-headed one i've never seen before. gotta look it up later.

i need a rainstorm to go stand in & be saturated by.