I woke up this morning feeling good. The window by my desk was wide open, and the air smelled like, I don’t know, something from my childhood, the scent of spring is coming. But I attribute it to a particular good meditation last night at my monthly MBSR meeting. (This is a style of mediation I learned and have been posting about.)
I have been feeling so frazzled and overwhelmed, and waking up feeling that way, and this morning that’s gone. So MBSR. It’s the way to go. One of the ways to go.
I took this picture in Union Square, at the spot where a guy named Joe Ades has been selling carrot peelers for I don’t know how many years. He was always there, I liked seeing him there, as many others did apparently, and now he’s not. Sad. The New York Times even did an obit for him.
Loss, adjust, loss, adjust. <——— Life.