When Buddhists talk about trying to empty one's mind, I'm not sure this is what they meant. Over the last month, I have been fortunate to finally finish my chapter (you know, the one I've been working on for a year), to finish my essay for my friend's book, and to hear back from a colleague regarding an article that we started writing--get this--six years ago. Yes, I'm third of four authors, but hey, it's a start. After four years at my previous job of close to no writing, I am encouraged by all of this activity.
But I am also oh-so tired.
I met with folks from a neighboring university today who might want to consult with me over my emerging academic speciality...and then right after, went to a meeting with a grad student whose dissertation committee I was on. And I am wiped out! Dare I try to muster the strength to wash A.'s hair? I must...
What was I was talking about again? Wait a minute--did I just manage to achieve a moment of "empty mind?" Mmm. No. I think that was just a caffeine-crash space out.
Anyway. A is ready to "play noggin on the inner-net."
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- Hippy-spawned African American Yankee. Now living in the Deep South. Fighting addiction to fried pork chops. Trying to make tenure. Trying to annihilate last molecule of sanity by contemplating second child, a writing life, and the idea of “coming out” as a feminist Buddhist in the Bible Belt.
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