Sunday, March 2
Zen and the art of away from.
I dunno, sometimes I wake up in a very Zen mood.
I take water aerobics and the toxic old lady in class with me complained (as she exercised in the middle of the pool next to the swim lane) that the swimmer in there had splashed her and got her hair all wet.
A commenter at an A-list blog I write for, on a comment thread regarding Sunday Morning Talk shows, said this:
Dear, sweet baby Jesus!! Will someone make the Obama/Clinton noise go away?!
Excuse me, my coffee just shot out my nose.
I have a cousin who taught me this terrific phrase: "the power of away from..." If it's getting to be too much for you, my friends, (and that phrase sure is) just turn it off. Get out of the hottub, towel off, lie down, and relax.
No one is requiring any of us to do politics or save the world all the time. Even when parts of the world (Gaza) really need our attention. Even Jesus his own self took a break every once in a while.
Sometimes be here now means being away from the angst so we can fight the good fight better another day.
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