Sometimes it just feels like life sucks, you know?  Suck.  Stuck.  Yuck.  Fuck.  Stuck in the tar pit of my ego.  Or more like a pile o' steaming shit.  And it stinks like hell.  So, what to do?  Meditate.  Start an Integral Transformative Practice tonight.  JUST DO IT.  It's hard when I am looking out the window here at work trying to see God in the trees, and they just look sort of gray.  Illusion.  Delusion. 

And what started all of this is fear and insecurity masquerading as the Almighty Dollar.  I told a coworker yesterday that I am now convinced that it doesn't matter how much money you make, there are times when it never seems like enough.

Samsara?  The cycle from Heaven to Hell and back again.  Tonight I'll practice passionate intimacy with Hell.  For now, I just want to get through my work day.

Back to rubbing the belly of my little Buddha statuette...