Contents Under Pressure

<drafted March 2013> My phrase for today.

Just muse on it, Reader.

I am contents under pressure.

You are probably contents under pressure.

The whole darn world is contents under pressure.

Think about what happens when a pressure cooker blows.

Doesn't matter if you're busy doing yoga or meditation when the pressure cooker blows.

Or whatever you were/are doing.

Whatever you've been doing, all your life, to keep that darn pressure cooker from blowing.

You're still going to get splattered. We all are.

I have no easy solutions to offer. Just doing my thing, one day at a time, is all.


p.s. walking every day helps. Talking/being with friends/loved ones. Music. Always remembering one of my very-very favourite quotations: “It’s one of the secrets of the world. We all have the key to one another’s locks. But until we start to talk, we don’t know it.” – Michael Silverblatt, host of KCRW’s ‘Bookworm’ radio show

p.p.s. these are challenging, challenging, challenging times...

p.p.p.s. I drafted this almost a year ago now. It's just been sittin'. Ran across it & figure "Oh what the heck. I don't feel all that "contents under pressure"-ish at the moment -- but then too, I'm not the only person on the planet, am I?? Probably some folks are feeling this way, especially after fractious February (seems like every February is fractious)." Sometimes, even just articulating honestly what we are … honestly feeling, helps move the mood along. When it comes to fractiousness, moving it along seems like a not-bad thing to do.

'Quote of the day' with this post:  “…the idea of work – work, with its immense banality – strikes me as so absurd I wonder how the economy lurches on. Does anyone, anywhere, perform daily tasks of value? Even doctors treat boredom and loneliness as much as any real physical complaint. What do the rest of us do? Make useless shit to sell to each other so we can buy more useless shit. I buy a venti latte so the Starbucks employee can buy Billy Blank’s Boot Camp workout so Billy Blank can buy a new Volt so a GM exec – my brother, for instance – can rent a Yo Gabba Gabba bounce house for the kids’ party. And so on. Where along this line is anything necessary, anything of true human benefit, accomplished?” – from A Working Theory of Love, by Scott Hutchins (2012) 

*** Lots more pithy, inspiring quotes in the ‘Quotation Central!’ section.