I am leaving for a week in England. With Ed. I mean I am not bugging out on my own. This is no North Macedonia excursion.
But that means no "Daily Stoic" for me. I looked for a general purpose great meditation for the week, and I came across a few, but instead I have chosen a real world example by my mother. Let me share a story...
When I went crazy during my year at USC, I spent time with my Mom and Danny (one might say I ran away to Hawaii - but that is a wee bit too blunt).
|Highlights of the tour: Kailua (where they lived), The North Shore (there are only those massive waves a few times a year), Diamond Head, Pali lookout, Pineapple farms
Anway, my mom picked me up from the airport and took me on a tour... we saw the entire island, she drove me around the place on day 1. it was gorgeous.
And then she said, in a slightly hysterical voice as we descended back towards the airport, "That's it. That's the whole fucking island!"
This is not appreciating the moment. She was a little stir-crazy.
But she settled down, got a job with the Census and generally liked exploring the nooks and crannies of the island. Her biggest complaint - island fever - resolved itself once she accept that she had to enjoy her life in a tropical paradise.
The Stoic would say there was nothing inherently good or bad about the island. Only how one acts on that information. When railing against the universe, it was a bad experience. When accepted and acted on accordingly, it was a good experience.
PS - yes, we all know she was nuts - it is fucking paradise. She admits this fully.