How clever, day one. I promise no “day two’s or day one thousand and fifty two.”

Pre-meditated has to do with meditation, which I am attempting to do every day, so I can reach enlightenment and then this blog can be re-named “Post-meditated” or something like that.

So if you’re interested in spiritual enlightenment see Pema Chodron, although she has no blog. But I can put her on mine! Once I learn how to do that!

I suddenly realized that just about everyone I know (who considers themselves a writer, which is just about everyone I know) has a blog.

And they are interesting blogs, so my bias against them seems to be fading and although last night I was feeling like I’ve wasted my life because I don’t have a huge bank account and I haven’t accomplished much of anything, this morning when I woke up the first thing I saw on the NY Times website, was that George Carlin died at 71. And somehow that led me to want to write more and to just put it out there. Wherever “there” is.

This past week or so has been a time to remind me that life is finite: Friday, June 13 – Tim Russert died at 58. Then my father-in-law, Eugene Kahn, died on June 14th, and then yesterday, June 21st, George Carlin, whose routine “Seven Words You Can Never Say On Television” I actually knew by heart, died.

So I just decided that I would do what I like to do, write, and say whatever I feel like saying, since I imagine that if I’m lucky, one or two people will ever read it. And I guess, in a way, I will be leaving something behind when I die.

But most of all, I think I need to laugh (at myself and others) because whenever I find myself overwhelmed by negative feelings, I remember that really life is quite ridiculous.

Proof: George W. Bush is (still) the President of the United States.

I rest my case.

One Thought on “Day One

  1. Had to go back to the beginning. So glad I did, but more glad that YOU did!

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