My father was a writer. He wrote all of his life, inflicting upon many of us his novels, plays, articles, essays, and self-help books. Some were marvelous; some merely well-intentioned. But of all the things he wrote, his journal is his legacy: by turns wise and bewildering, it neared 1,100 type-written pages when he died in 2010. Although perused many times, this is the first time it will be read - cover to cover, page after page.
Tuesday, September 8, 2015
Take Advantage
There are moments in which significant change becomes possible. It is the time when we can truly replace the death-oriented aspects with life and hope, but these are fleeting moments and the inertia that makes us wary of anything different -- no matter how healthy they may be -- can be expected to intrude. If the moment passes and there is no commitment to life and change, there is no assurance this moment will again be offered.
Labels:
change,
commitment,
depression,
hope,
life,
mindfulness,
now
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