Hey friends, comments off on this one since I can’t moderate them, as mentioned last week I’m in silent retreat this week.
This is the first time I’ve missed a family Christmas to specifically and aggressively meditate, and while that’s definitely sad, it’s changed the entire feeling of this month in a tangible way. I’m relaxed, I can breath, I don’t feel like I’m missing out or forgetting something important or not measuring up or like, worrying that my house is decorated worse than Beth’s or something. I asked for no gifts. I gave everyone in my family money. I didn’t buy a tree I’ll bitch and then bitch about the wastefulness, or put up a single decoration. I won’t be attending one party. It’s an actual opt-out, and it’s turned out to be a life improving move.
Something I’ve been thinking about the past few years, since losing what I thought was my “divinely inspired” life’s purpose, is What Now. What’s the point of an existence, of being here at all, if there’s not some really spec…