My computer is my life.
All of my communication with long distance loved ones takes place through my laptop. In addition, I don’t have a television or a stereo, so I use the computer to watch internet TV and listen to online radio stations. I do all my photo editing on it. I compose my mid-life metamorphosis on it. Without it, my life came to a screeching skidding train wreck of a halt.
Oh, and there was this little problem, too: I had decided to buy a condo. I had been shopping ONLINE for this condo, researching ONLINE my loan opportunities, communicating via email with my realtor and doing all my budget calculations – where else? – ONLINE.
Never mind that I still didn’t have my divorce settlement (which I would need for a down payment on anything larger than a campervan) or anything that resembled actual free time to spend looking for a condo. I just figured that I didn’t have enough stress in my life already during the last two weeks of the schol year. Why not try to buy a house, too?
Luckily, my Buddhist teacher Kelsang Inchug came to town on the 17th. We spent nearly two hours meditating on death. I don’t think there’s ever been a better-timed contemplation of the only thing we know for certain. Once again in the space of 48 hours, my life came to a halt – only this time, there wasn’t any screeching. I just eased on the break until I’d slowed down enough to actually breathe.
P.S. My friend Sherri’s husband Alton taught me how to change a flat. Sherri made him let me do it myself while wearing a skirt. I’ll bet I looked pretty charming, bouncing up and down on the thingie to loosen the lug nuts. And now I know how to change a tire.
P.P.S. Now that I have my divorce settlement, I am taking my friend Winnie’s advice and doing nothing. I’m taking my life as is. I’m sitting and thinking. I’m trying the quiet, contemplative route without forcing myself to make a decision in the next 2.4 minutes. It’s really different for me and it's actually sort of working.
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