Amnesia has struck again!
I call it the fog…not the misty, dreamy, rolling type through which the geese were honking and flying southward, bringing to mind Sandy Denny’s “Who Knows Where The Time Goes?” ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=
) while on my cycling commute to work this morning.
But the kind of fog Stephen King might write about, filled with amorphous sharp things that detach me from my wisdom and cause me to forget my wise mind, bringing about an attack of the Deathly Stupids!
I often kid about how thick men can be, yours truly included sometimes, requiring the oh-so-subtle 2 x 4 approach! Or to be a tad more kind, requiring the Zen slap! c2.com/cgi/wiki?ZenSlap
Well, leave it to the kindness of my SparkFamily to come to the rescue.
Out of the blue folks have been swinging by some of my more memorable blogs of yore, leaving supportive, appreciative comments but more importantly serving to bring my attention to insights, motivations and goals that I have allowed to be snatched from me by that insidious fog.
Unfortunately one of my first responses is to self-deprecatingly wonder why in the heck anyone would want to browse through MY blogs…?
After re-reading some of my past writings and feeling a bit of detachment (who IS this dude who wrote such things?!?!) I come around to realizing, “Hey, you can be pretty on the mark sometimes! THIS is what you’re really all about, not the past several months of half-living!”
That’s not to say I haven’t had wonderful moments during the past several months. But underneath it all there has been a sense of being adrift and certainly NOT on my game regarding my food choices and workouts.
Thank you, and shout out to GIVINGUPTHEPLUS and TRUETOU for stopping by and commenting on my blog “Choosing My Hard: Living vs. Dying”
It was the Zen slap I’ve needed for a long time!