As it says in the bible ,,,
As it says in the bible: When you drop something under the table you never know what you will find when you pick it up.
Self awareness, like living in the moment, can be exaggerated. A consequence is using all your energy to observe and experience and not participate. I don't know when I have a balance except that I can reflect (live in the past; recount) and try to sum up what has happened to me.
I got to Skanor from Tampa after an exhausting 22 hr trip originating in Tampa to Newark. There the plane was 3 hrs late for departure with its consequent anxiety. Once in Newark I forced my way to be first off the plane and then bee-lined for the bus. The bus was shut down! I then ran for the train but could not find signs with directions so I finally got another traveler to show me the way. Once off I had up to 30 minutes to get to the gate but the security people did a full body search and were very chatty despite my pleas for them to let me hurry. Once at the gates there were perhaps a thousand or more people. The Israelis, mostly orthodox and often Hasidim, were the most rude, lying on the floors blocking multiple gates. My gate had been changed and eventually I found it. Boarding had not begun. Once on the plane I quickly fell asleep and did not stir for dinner. It has taken 7 days to feel somewhat energetic and more importantly to feel like I am thinking clearly. In the past 7 days I had one day, traveling to Stockholm, with confusion and nausea. In these 7 days Kerstin and I traveled to Stockholm, walked for hours each day for 2 days, found and bought a condo, saw Freddie for a few hours, and headed back to Skanor. I had to wire the down-payment on line and as I anticipated had considerable trouble doing it; not the least due to my altered state of consciousness. The sum of all was dimished self-regard. I have functioned at a lower state and today, the end of the 7th day, I was able to go to the gym and feel slightly better.
And so, these are my recollections of the week and I am not sure how much I had awareness of being in the moment as I lived the days. The days did not end in anonymity nor in withdrawal from society.
I wrote 3 letters to 3 people. Perhaps this is what Jesse wanted when he spends a few minutes each night reviewing his day. I must finish his book when I return to Florida.
Self awareness, like living in the moment, can be exaggerated. A consequence is using all your energy to observe and experience and not participate. I don't know when I have a balance except that I can reflect (live in the past; recount) and try to sum up what has happened to me.
I got to Skanor from Tampa after an exhausting 22 hr trip originating in Tampa to Newark. There the plane was 3 hrs late for departure with its consequent anxiety. Once in Newark I forced my way to be first off the plane and then bee-lined for the bus. The bus was shut down! I then ran for the train but could not find signs with directions so I finally got another traveler to show me the way. Once off I had up to 30 minutes to get to the gate but the security people did a full body search and were very chatty despite my pleas for them to let me hurry. Once at the gates there were perhaps a thousand or more people. The Israelis, mostly orthodox and often Hasidim, were the most rude, lying on the floors blocking multiple gates. My gate had been changed and eventually I found it. Boarding had not begun. Once on the plane I quickly fell asleep and did not stir for dinner. It has taken 7 days to feel somewhat energetic and more importantly to feel like I am thinking clearly. In the past 7 days I had one day, traveling to Stockholm, with confusion and nausea. In these 7 days Kerstin and I traveled to Stockholm, walked for hours each day for 2 days, found and bought a condo, saw Freddie for a few hours, and headed back to Skanor. I had to wire the down-payment on line and as I anticipated had considerable trouble doing it; not the least due to my altered state of consciousness. The sum of all was dimished self-regard. I have functioned at a lower state and today, the end of the 7th day, I was able to go to the gym and feel slightly better.
And so, these are my recollections of the week and I am not sure how much I had awareness of being in the moment as I lived the days. The days did not end in anonymity nor in withdrawal from society.
I wrote 3 letters to 3 people. Perhaps this is what Jesse wanted when he spends a few minutes each night reviewing his day. I must finish his book when I return to Florida.
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