These extra couple days of winter don't seem so bad knowing that Spring will be back soon. That's a time horizon to which I can attach hope. A comfort horizon.
How does that work? I have different length comfort horizons for different future events. My three o'clock in the afternoon doldrums will be over by six, that's easy. My chronic nerve condition will last until death, also easy. But in the midst of Winter it is so hard for my body and emotions to hold onto hope.
Maybe trust is the secret.
Winter's last kiss is
cute, maybe affectionate.
Trust her, she'll be back.
If you can just appreciate each thing, one by one, then you will have pure gratitude - Suzuki Roshi -
Thursday, April 5, 2007
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