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but i don't handle change well anymore, everything irritates.
physically, i experience constant vertigo, as well as constipation, double vision, and ataxia.
and physically things are getting worse. i hope to see a specialist, go to the ymca, and get out as the weather warms up. i don't want to be a navelgazer and a burden on sue. yet, i'm so lucky.
what do i do now? what have i learned in the past two years and how can i apply it? i need more patience, for one thing. and i have high expectations--too high? very few folks can reach the bar i set. *i* can't even reach the bar i set.
perhaps that's why i feel an impending feeling of doom. but is it me or the a-b-i? where is there hope? i read/watch a lot of david suzuki, who's immersed in the problems of being human. what is the source for his hope? his kids? his grandkids? nonwestern ways of looking at the world?
i wish my kids would email more. i wish my kids would forgive me, i wish i could forgive myself, and accept. accept the world the way it is. and have the courage to change what litle i can. and have the wisdom, yes, especially the wisdom, to know the difference between what i must accept and what i must change.
but i'm haunted by something philip berrigan once said--if the problem you're working on you expect to see resolved in your lifetime, then the problem is too small. but am *i* too small? where is my home? my community? where am i the right size? where do i fit in?
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