Unquiet Desperation

I’m not sure about you guys, but the world is wearying me more easily these days.

It might be the last two years of absurdly hard work on my part, it might be the move back home. It might be starting a new job.  it might be all of these things, but I feel like it goes deeper than that.

Sleep can recharge the body, but how does one recharge the soul?

That’s where the weariness lies, I think. Life fatigue — the spirit is weak.  The speed at which things happen, the constant barrage of media, of the tasks you MUST do, the sense of false urgency that surrounds us today.

I was out in L.A. when I realized that I spent so much time “reasoning” things out (read: whistling in the dark), trying to control situations around me, that in the end, I felt like it was all slipping through my fingers because you cannot hold on to so much. My wife calls it living in my head. Critical thinking is good, but sometimes it’s better to feel; to drink in life instead of breaking it down so you can digest it.

The soul doesn’t exist to consume the world. It’s meant to experience, revel in, and produce beauty.

I know that all of you reading this are busy people, so I ask you, how do you take care of your soul?

Congress is holding hearings on the Bowl Championship Series. Really? REALLY?

Go read this. I’ll wait.

You know, it’s good to know that we have nothing better to do than worry about ENTERTAINMENT in Congress these days. The economy is great, jobs are solid, and we have the best educational system on the planet.

Government. What a crock.