IMG_2373It’s March 10th.  It’s 3 degrees Celcius above.  Saskatoon is melting in the sunshine. All the snow turning into mush and grey water, running down the streets.  I am lamenting about the curve balls that life is hurtling at us.  Someone please turn off the damn machine!  I can’t stand it anymore.

I love the lyrics to Macarthur’s Park as you can see.  It helps hugely to lament my maladies to its tune.  I don’t know exactly what they are.  That’s the point – not knowing exactly.  But nonetheless, they fester under our everyday lives.  Yes, some days I feel I can never get life’s recipe right again.  Oh noooo.

MacArthur’s Park is melting in the dark
All the sweet, green icing flowing down
Someone left the cake out in the rain

I don’t think that I can take it
‘Cause it took so long to bake it
And I’ll never have that recipe again, oh noooooo

I’m trying, but maybe the trick is just letting it be.  Is that what is meant by acceptance? I try hard at that, too.  I’m on my 6th week of meditation and yoga practice, trying to sit in the present, accepting what is.  It is not easy to sit and take things as they are.  I have been forever and a day striving for something else, somewhere else and someone else.  I have been working against myself all these years.  I am learning.  It is time for me to relax, breathe, just be and let things evolve.


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