Sunday, March 21, 2021
I had another session with my 14-year-old D. We continued with the book on Spinoza. He was doing much better. While he wasn’t comfortable being seen, he wasn’t as glum and withholding. At the end of today’s session, I asked if he was having fun. He said yes! Boy! Did I ever jump for joy!
At 1 pm, I had the second session with the Yoga Farms program Keys for Exceptional Living. The key for this week was ‘change,’ everything changes. Our assignment for the week was to notice this. While I looked, I couldn’t think of anything that changed. My sadness and depression were setting in.
In the breakout groups, someone talked about how realizing their connection to everything changed their life. I can imagine it did. However, it dismisses the aspect that is anchored in our bodies and our individuality. One woman described our bodies as meat suits. That same woman then asked what I thought.
I don’t think the ego and the life of the body are nothing. I think they are as important while we are alive and in them. To not deal with the life of the body is spiritual bypassing. Yes, the body presents challenges to our ‘goodness,’ but there is no escaping those challenges while we are alive. They have to be faced fully. I explained the paradox of the universal versus the individual. I gave my favorite example of the human hand: universally recognized as human yet specific to each individual. If snowflakes are individual, how is it possible we can’t be? But both the individual and the universal are essential.
I’m still slowly working my way through a book on spiritual bypassing. I see I’m not the only one concerned about the human need to ignore the human condition, mainly as it manifests in ourselves.
I passed by Adam’s house on my before-dinner walk. A man was standing in front that I didn’t recognize. He wound up being a friend who was there for dinner with his kid. A delicious smell emanated from the house. I asked what was cooking. I thought he said roast pork; did I want some? Yes! It took a while before he came back out. I was expecting a small serving for my dinner. Instead, he had two small pieces speared on a dinner fork. That was not pork; it was beef, and it was delicious. Adam is a professional-level cook. He did a dynamite job on that hunk of meat.
Judy called as I walked in the door. Had I eaten dinner yet? They had a Mexican dish for dinner that was really good. It’s unusual for Judy to praise her meals. She hopped in her car and drove it down. Besides the main dish, she included some taco chips and a small container of guacamole and sour cream. There was a dessert with it too.
The acupuncturist had recommended I get magnesium oil to treat the spasming muscles in my leg and the whole left side of my body. I went to order it on Amazon only to discover that I had no access to my account. I called Amazon customer support. They told me my account was on hold. I gathered. I would get a call from the accounting specialist within the next 24 hours.
There had been a statement about some unpaid charge. As I read it, it asked for the last four digits of my account. I sent that information to Amazon. What was disturbing was that I had had that complaint once before. I thought they were targeting me, thinking I was a scammer because of what happened six months ago.
I had made charges on Katherine’s card. That was the woman who had lived here for six months. She had asked if she could order something on Amazon using my account. That way, she could get free shipping. Sure. I entered her card under my account. When I tried to delete it, I was unsuccessful. I hadn’t realized that I had highlighted it as my primary card. I wound up making several changes to her card. Amazon called and told me the problem. I gave her the last four digits of my credit card. She said no, that’s not the one I used. Then I saw Katherine’s card number. I gave her those four digits. Yep. OMG! I emailed Katherine immediately, telling her I was her scammer and offering to pay for any inconveniences she experienced.
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