What do you do when you’re alive during a moment of history that pains you?
Britain has a Tory government. There are worse things I know, like 80’s hair and burnt coffee, but my disappointment is acute. My husband is tiring of my rants, claiming that I need to learn detachment. He is right.
Perhaps I’ll detach myself from him.
When I fly to Cuba.
To communism.
He has a point. Life can be easier sometimes if you are more measured and pragmatic. Less idealistic and crazed. Not so black and white. More grey. Or beige.
By coincidence, I visited the Zen Habits website today where this article, Letting Go of Attachment seemed to have READ THIS LAVENDAR sprayed all over it in neon pink.
This is just what I need to help me come to terms with Fascism I thought. I read through the list, processing my overly attached election feelings as I went:
Letting Go of Attachment to Feelings
Understand that pain is unavoidable.
Not true. Alcohol does wonders.
Write it down.
I did. I wrote to all my friends who voted Tory and now they are not speaking to me
Vocalize your feelings.
To who? I’ve got no friends left
Yield to peace.
How about yielding to something a little stronger. Morphine anyone?
Xie Xie. It means thank you in Chinese. Fully embrace your happy moments.
Oh please.
Zen your now.
What does this mean? Who wrote this crap?
After reading I was still angry. And the government was still Tory.
Oh boy.
2 comments:
Ok I never mentioned grey or beige. I never said you couldn't or shouldn't be passionate about something. All I said was that yoru rage is leading to parlysis so it might be worth thinking about what you're angry about. London has survived for 2000 years, including some very brutal rulers. It has survived and thrived under some fairly idiot politicans. I don't think running away solves much as you will just be a nomad searching for a political Nirvana. If you don't like the politicans do something to get the ones you like in power.
Give me a break - it only happened two days ago. And I will. Watch this space.
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