Old Age Day by Day January 5, 2012

I saw my therapist today and feel more centered.  Tomorrow I leave for a weekend retreat, and will get my head screwed on even straighter, I hope.  I look forward to the silence, the sitting, the dharma talks and the chance to quiet what has been a busy, overactive mind this holiday season.  Many things needed doing, and I was juggling balls like a circus performer, but it's time to let them drop and roll where they may.  I am not really in control or responsible for the fate of the world.  I need to address my own personal messiness and trust in others to attend to theirs.  The holidays are crazy making, wonderful, and filled with hidden triggers and traps.  Now it is January, and the days are getting longer and spring is about to leap, drought or no, and the world continues.  Whether I do or not is of no consequence, because I'm part of the changing, and cannot be lost.  I take comfort in that fact.