Comment: Wrath Hath No Fury Like Something or Other

It’s amazing how quickly you can go from zen to rage. It’s especially disturbing to do so when you thought you were “over” whatever issue it was that was pissing you off. Saying you are at peace with something is one thing; actually being at peace with it is another.

When times get tough, how do you lower your expectations? How low do you let them go before you say, I’ve had enough, I’m trying something new? At what point is enough of something enough?

It’s so hard to shift one’s paradigm, change one’s seas, etc. There are millions of books out there that tell you how to try to do it. And honestly? I don’t think any of them have the answers. At the risk of getting all freaky-deaky, I do think the answer is within.

But you have to peel through a lot of layers to get to that within. And most people can’t be bothered. Or they run screaming the other way. Or their wisdom is buried so deep inside that they don’t even know it’s there.

Do I sound like the sound of one hand clapping? Woo woo.

Man, like Homer Simpson, I’m looking for the quick fix. But that’s not real.

So I guess I’ll have to revise that strategy. Figure out what to do with the chaos all around me.

I’m being obtuse and slightly melancholy. Just call me Betty Buzzkill.

Plus, I’ve been reading a lot of Cary Tennis lately. Makes me want to write him a letter. For those of you who don’t know his work, he’s an amazing writer who does this brilliant advice column in Salon.com. It’s called “Since You Asked.” He’s not a shrink but he plays one better than some of the real ones. He’s a bright, sensitive, visionary type of guy.

Check him out.