Unhappy

With my blog, that is. I like the design. I like the name. I'm not fond of the colors other than that they're bright, but I would have preferred the reds to move to blues and purples rather than oranges. I like my profile pic, but again I prefer my blue and purple one. I like that it's separate from my public stuff. But I don't like blogger and I don't like that I've separated my old blog posts from it in case there was anything there that had my name on it.

I'm thinking the whole thing was a mistake, an ill-conceived idea in an attempt to bring some control into an out of control life. But control is an illusion anyway. Today's lesson from Pema Chödrön:

How are we going to spend this brief lifetime? Are we going to strengthen our well-perfected ability to struggle against uncertainty, or are we going to train in letting go? Are we going to hold on stubbornly to “I’m like this and you’re like that”? Or are we going to move beyond that narrow mind? Could we start to train as a warrior, aspiring to reconnect with the natural flexibility of our being and to help others do the same? If we start to move in this direction, limitless possibilities will begin to open up.

The bold italics are my doing. That would be a yes to both questions.

Sigh.