I spent the weekend, when I wasn’t entertaining the in-laws or talking to Stacey, sunken into books. Care of the Soul, Thomas Moore; Four Archetypes, C.G. Jung, Science and Sanity, Alfred Korzybski, The world of Null-A, A. E. van Vogt. I also found time for a nice walk in the woods (with a book for company).
It’s times like these, when I get some time to myself, that I remember just how appealing to me a life of study and contemplation is. For all that I work at being a dynamic, productive, politically conscious, socially involved information-whore, I feel like I could let all the drop away without much regret and just lose myself in a life of monastic scholarship and meditation. When I’m walking through the woods alone I am reminded of the pre-emenint position the natural world has always held in my life, and just how trivial all of the distractions which have caught my attention really are.
As cliched as this sounds, I think both of you, but you in particular, have needed to have some time to “remember who you are” for a long time now. If nothing else, I hope that this will allow you both a chance to do that.
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