Rarely is this a reason to smile.
"Come," Rich says. "I'm in so much pain."
I start babbling, saying I just woke up, I'll be there as soon as I can, what's going on...but he already is disconnected.
I brush my teeth, quickly wash, put on yesterday's shorts and T-shirt. Forget the shower.
But I don't forget to open my tea packet, boil water, add milk, and sip my morning mug of english breakfast.
The best antidote to insanity, I think, is to fake normalcy through a daily practice (see Gus' comment).
And an image used by Thich Nhat Hanh comes to mind.
Look at a tree, he says. In the breeze, its leaves and branches swing this way, that way. These are our emotions, going here, going there, directed by an outer force. To a tree, this is normal.
Now, look at a mountain. Solid. A storm may chip off an edge here or there, but the mountain knows its strength. To a mountain, this is normal.
Life is more fun as a mountain. The emotions will pass. The pain will (it did) pass.
And the tea was good.
Candace
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