I'm officially on my Winter Break. No clue as to what this Christmas story will look like and I don't even celebrate Christmas, as I'm a Jew. Interestingly enough, I don't celebrate much of Hanukah either. It leaves New Years. As growing up, with religious holidays being nor here nor there, most people in my town in Moldova exchanged gifts on New Year's morning. That's what I always knew until I came here at eleven years old. My one favorite holiday turned into three - Hanukah, Christmas, and New Year's! I get money from my two grandmothers on Hanukah, gifts from friends and co-workers on Christmas, and heartfelt gifts from my family on New Year's. Who can ask for anything more?
The Practice
Thursday Morning - 10 minute meditation
Friday Evening - 20 minute meditation
Saturday Morning - 20 minute meditation
Reflection
My thoughts, the constant commentators of what is already happening, are kind of amusing. I'm already walking and they say, "Look, you're walking." I'm already driving my car and they say, "You're driving." They know that they're about to be out of a job and so they try to hang on with all they've got. "I can't take you to the dark forrest as often as I'd like, but I can comment on every step you make and you can listen to me until you get tired. And I know you'll get tired eventually, so I'll just wait." And I say, you can wait and I'll be right here listening to your every word.
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