Saturday, September 14, 2002

So I’m still chewing on

So I’m still chewing on the stuff I learned last week.  “Go with the holy frustration.” “It is easier to go far than to go deep.” “Life is not intended to be a caravan of despair.” These are little allenwrenches of thought for me, perhaps crude, certainly simple, but capable of leveraging a lot of psychic energy and linking up the pieces of my life that, over time, get loose and separated from each other.  But without the hardware, the pieces will eventually fall apart and be so much less than the sum of their parts. 

My current practice is to deny myself the pleasure of badmouthing ANYBODY when I’m behind the wheel of a motor vehicle.  I’m snotty and self-centered enough as it is, but when it’s combined with several thousand pounds of metal and fueled with volitile hydrocarbons, it’s not good for anybody.  Especially not me.  Eventually I hope to carry this discipline out of the vehicle and into, say, the coffee house or, heaven forbid, my own home.  One step at a time - go deep, then far…