Snap at the still hour
crack at dawn
rumble tumble though the daylight
stillness by pursuit
nurse your calm.
I acknowledge that thanksgiving happened and I am thankful for everything. I'm thankful for all the projects I'm involved in. But the is a part of me which insists on rest. Perhaps it's because my mother was so busy during my childhood. I saw the strain it put on her and those of us around her. It's impossible to lead a balanced life just as ti's pretty much impossible to run a balanced economy.
I'm reminded of seasonality this time of year. I think of how Judeo/Christian/Muslim life has sabbath, a day devoted to rest. With Jews there was even a year of sabbath. We apply this to creative and academic work but not so much to corporate work. So many people would benefit from a sabbatical. Ironically, now, there are people who feel they are in forced sabbatical. they don't take advantage of unemployment. Instead of grieving this could be a time of renewal. Somehow the idealistic "hippy" dream isn't too far off. It's appealing, no "stress". well, we're good at making stress if there isn't any real stress.
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