I leave tomorrow for my annual retreat week and had hoped to have all kinds of work things cleaned up, so I'd be ready to hit the ground running when I get back. All kinds of e-mail taken care of. My desk cleared. My website updated. That didn't happen, and it doesn't matter why, now, does it? But just yesterday I was pointing out to someone that he suffers from his desire for things to be a certain way instead of just rolling with it, man. (Have I ever hit the ground running in my entire life? Maybe not.)
So I am going to roll with it and be happy...eh, satisfied...with what I did. (Really, should we be expecting anything more from life than satisfaction?)
Goal 1: Adult Short Stories, Essays, And Humor
My desire for retreat week is that I will read and get all kinds of ideas and write down some thoughts and continue with the new meditation practice and enjoy some food and do some walking and/or snowshoeing, all of which is a big burden to put on a retreat. I will work on just rolling with whatever happens. (But planning to roll with it is also a burden, isn't it?)
(That new meditation practice--is it really new, since I've been beginning again with meditation for many years? Or is it all just one long practice?)
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