This little equation came to me this morning as my carefully-laid out plan for the morning hours went off the rails by 8 AM.
Ask anyone who’s a parent! You can plan ‘till the cows come home about what life with children will be like. How your children (& life) will turn out. Geez, you can plan how the next hour will go, with a toddler (or 2) to look after.
Just don’t count on any of it coming to pass…alright?
p.s. Would someone please tell this to all those nuclear engineers & technicians & nuclear boosters?? Most of us can’t keep our own single lives on track for more than about 20 minutes. Any parent of a toddler can tell you this simple truth quite without the benefit of rocket science or an engineering degree. So anyone who thinks s/he/they can safeguard a man-made nuclear plant from “accidents,” or safely contain dangerous nuclear wastes for a million years is just whistling Dixie, as the old expression goes.
Plans are very, very neat & precise.
Life / reality is messy. Very, very messy & unpredictable indeed.
It’s only hubris in the nuclear world that leads its members to think otherwise.
Out with the “engineering euphoria” already – pullese!! & in with some good, solid old-fashioned common sense. (As in, #ShutEmDown already!)
p.p.s. Of course Pema Chödrön is brilliant on the subject of life’s messiness…