Sunday, March 26, 2006
Fly East Old Man...
I do appreciate the fact that somehow my ancestors conspired for me to born in Canada (I have 2 American and 1 French brothers). Being Canadian has helped me to be healthy, free, affluent (relatively), very safe and I hate to say it, but generally nice. We may be boring, but we are nice... It's a cliche, but when you step on a Canadian's foot, the first thing they are likely to say is, "Oh, sorry!"
If there is something on my mind as I surf along on a busy stretch, it's the value of finding balance. I think the balance I'm most thinking of is that of being engaged in the affairs of the world... and also focusing on beauty. Yes, historically, ecologically, politically, economically and in many other ways - the human world is the shits these days ("Oh sorry!"). And I feel I need to engage with that and fight for what's better.
Meanwhile, everything that's born is going to die (including you and me) and the time I have right now also allows me to look at what's beautiful, to relate to people with love, to laugh whenever possible and to be in the present moment - which is always a profound invitation. I love the teaching of Epictetus (Greek philosopher) - some of his pieces of advice for a balanced life:
- Know what you can control and what you cannot
- Approach life as a banquet
- Never suppress a generous impulse
- Pursue the good ardently
- Make full use of what happens to you
I'll think about all this on the plane tomorrow.
I can do nothing about it but protest,and it appears that protests are in vain. So, do I shrug and forget about it because I can't change it?
My only respite is turning to beauty and goodness, family and frienship. Thank God there is that.
Gary, did i read it here that a canadian is a bit like an american, only more british? Have a good trip east!
I'm struggling with some things myself here, something I didn't want to be involved in. I really didn't feel it was right to stand by.
In my younger days, I wouldn't have thought twice, and consequences be damned. But these days, I am not so sure.
I could easily make sworn enemies with this one, and be seen as heavy-handed. Or that might just be what the doctor ordered.
At this time, I'm leaning to making the enemies, if it's for the right cause.
Anyone who hasn't experienced Susie's sharp wit - git yerself over to her blog and have a look.
Australia loves its battlers and detests any idea of elitism (except in sports. Sorry we to keep all the medals here!!) hence our Lord mayor Mr So whose English is only so so still received rousing cheers from the crowd throughout the Commonwealth Games, erupting in joyful cheers at every mention of his name during the closing ceremony. An army of enthusiastic supporters all ware So’s our Bro (brother) and have entered his name in a competition as they believe he is the most popular politician in the world. Doesn’t speak much, English is poor, but he’s always smiling, courteous, humble, does his best for Melbourne and hence he is greatly loved. A very ordinary fella who’s extraordinarily popular by relating just the right balance in his civic life.
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