Ups, downs – contrasting between outside-the-ship spacewalking where down/up become indistinguishable and self-suppressing delusions that others are always better than we are – self-talking, seeing ‘just as bad as we are’ rather than ‘we are just as good as they are’. I suspect it started in some far away sandbox …
Accepting who we are – tougher than accepting others as who they are – our acceptance, tolerance and understanding flows easily.
We don’t berate or second-guess them – reserving our woulda done, shoulda done, coulda done for ourselves.
We don’t hesitate to eviscerate politicians around proverbial water coolers. Otherwise our friends and our colleagues, even our cranky neighbours, get easier rides than we give ourselves.
Life is not lived in our hearts or bellies – we live in our heads, our self-contained sane-asylum, where self-evident anything rarely is clear, or evident.
written / published from Calgary, AB
morning walk: 15C/58F, warm breeze, light clouds feathered against a low-slung moon and pre-dawn hazy, Gusta was happy with a light-trot and my foot felt great (notwithstanding a heel blister and having walked 9 holes in the hi-heat yesterday), another heat wave day beckons …