"We may idealize freedom, but when it comes to our habits, we are completely enslaved." Sogyal Rinpoche
Still January 9, 2009
Home now.
Very cold, clear, nearly full moon, stars and planets hovering above as I walked home from the bus to a just-cleaned, empty house, with dinner waiting for me. Like a dream.
But I notice what I’ve been noticing a lot recently: here is another type of moment when I would have indulged online. Nobody home, an hour to “kill”, nobody here to tell me not to. Indulge in whatever is my internet obsession of the month…Perez Hilton, Facebook, nytimes.com.
What I do instead: begin reading Not Buying It by Judith Levine (it’s good, really good, and therefore intimidating, so professionally written). Clean up from the gorgeous dinner Jeff left behind when he took the kids to gymnastics just before I walked into a quiet house. Sit down by the fire with the cat and a few thoughts, an existence that is not then summed up in 20 words or less for the 5th Facebook status update of the day.
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