Sometimes, it seems as if I've reached a dead end. The games on my iPhone call to me, I watch reruns of my old favorite programs on TV, or I end up on Facebook and then flinch when I look at the clock and see how much time I've spent.
Then, at some point, all these addictions seem to run out of steam. I'm tired of them and I'm left with few other choices. I could just go with nothingness. I'm still getting used to the prospect of just sitting in meditation. My mind seems to be much more comfortable being active! Or, the alternative: Get up and face the difficult tasks, the scary things, the risky, and the unknown. Ugh!
But, as it turns out, nothing ever stays the same as long as I'm open to change. My energy level is never really constant. The phrase "this too, shall pass" comes to mind. It has taken all this time in my life to trust the truth in that. No matter how stuck, how demoralized, how tired I seem to feel, something will pop up as a surprise.
This past Monday night, I dragged myself to the improvisational movement jam down at the Dance Complex, in Cambridge. Ok, I wanted to go, but I wasn't all that enthusiastic. When I got there, I got some badly needed exercise, reconnected with some good friends, and enjoyed myself a little more than I expected. OK.
When it was over, I was approached by a woman who wanted to borrow a copy of my book, read it, and write a review on Amazon. We had made contact before, but I hadn't decided anything back then. Usually, I don't lend books out. But for some reason I trusted her, so I handed her a copy and promised to follow up with her in a few weeks.
Then, after changing back into my "street clothes" and headed down to the sidewalk outside, my friend Michael Koran mentions to me that he needs a guest for his live TV program Sunday night. Would I be willing to be interviewed about my book and perhaps other topics? Um, well, ... sure, definitely! Mind you, this is essentially "community access television," which has a reputation for being ignored by most of the populace. But then again, this is "the people's republic of Cambridge" as we like to joke, one of the most politically active progressive cities in the country. "Of course," I said. Let's do this!
Then, in my email in box, I see a message from The Garment District, the consignment clothing store I mentioned in my book. For quite awhile by now, I've been thinking of asking them about putting copies of my book up for sale in their store. Although they're not known for stocking books (unless perhaps regarding fashion tips or how to apply makeup for Halloween), I thought, why not? So here they are, celebrating 32 years in business with a 32% store wide discount for the three hours duration of the celebration. And it's happening later this week! That was the impetus for me to finally call them and discuss terms. As I write this, I'm not sure what we can work out, but I'm hopeful.
So, there it is. A world of action has come about to replace the world of inaction I had been living in for the past few weeks. I sat down and updated my Appearances and Events page, feeling glad to fill in some things that take place before May!