SA 12/4 Into the light
Dec. 4th, 2002 02:03 pmout of the shadows, whathaveyou. Well, soon enough anyway.
A few more weeks of increasing darkness and then it turns around.
Solstice is at precisely 8:14 pm, Saturday, December 21. I'll just set an alarm in my cell phone now in case I am too distracted then (in a good way, with any luck).
(Pooks, will you be in the summer hemisphere then? I wonder how that dramatic daylight difference affects travelers...)
But, her point is, that, having spent almost a year reading through Simple Abundance, some of the daily affirmations must have taken by now, which seems to be true. More than that, though, she says that, at some point, it will all gel. The same emotional elements will recombine in entirely new ways, suddenly my ego molecule will have completely different properties. Hopefully less combustible and unstable. I'll spare you all her references to Joseph Campbell and Albert Einstein and rearranging one's DNA, after all, I know Evil Dave is reading.
Y'all are probably more astute at determining whether I seem solidly improved in any sense of the term from this time last year. I still fall short at trusting my own view of myself. If for no other reason than how much it makes me cringe that Magid thinks every photo of me is flattering, even though I look 30-80 lbs heavier and a decade older than who I see in the mirror. That photo of me next to the Uno 9s and Lunch Money Elbow on my door? I think I still look like that.
Stop laughing.
A few more weeks of increasing darkness and then it turns around.
Solstice is at precisely 8:14 pm, Saturday, December 21. I'll just set an alarm in my cell phone now in case I am too distracted then (in a good way, with any luck).
(Pooks, will you be in the summer hemisphere then? I wonder how that dramatic daylight difference affects travelers...)
But, her point is, that, having spent almost a year reading through Simple Abundance, some of the daily affirmations must have taken by now, which seems to be true. More than that, though, she says that, at some point, it will all gel. The same emotional elements will recombine in entirely new ways, suddenly my ego molecule will have completely different properties. Hopefully less combustible and unstable. I'll spare you all her references to Joseph Campbell and Albert Einstein and rearranging one's DNA, after all, I know Evil Dave is reading.
Y'all are probably more astute at determining whether I seem solidly improved in any sense of the term from this time last year. I still fall short at trusting my own view of myself. If for no other reason than how much it makes me cringe that Magid thinks every photo of me is flattering, even though I look 30-80 lbs heavier and a decade older than who I see in the mirror. That photo of me next to the Uno 9s and Lunch Money Elbow on my door? I think I still look like that.
Stop laughing.