In March, just after things got serious, I asked in a post how you were doing, and what life looked like from where you are.
There were over 600 comments from all over the world, each person reporting on their inner and outer environment, as it appeared then.
Time felt so slow that month. But then summer happened, and we each tumbled onward into our weird new normals, learning what we actually need to stay sane and what we don’t. Tears were shed. Souls were searched. Pizzas were ordered. Zooms were Zoomed.
Then I blinked, looked up from my desk, and discovered that seven months had passed, Flight-of-the-Navigator style. The tree outside is now caked in snow, I have a beard, and according to the math I am in my forties.
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With winter approaching, I’m brainstorming ways to help myself, my friends and family, and my readers to stay sane.
Darker, shorter, colder days are already harder on our mental health, but this time they’ll be combined with the isolating effect of pandemic lockdown. So we’re looking at a new challenge level.
I’m not yet sure what my full Winter Sanity Program will entail, but it definitely involves lots of walks.
Going for a walk is an age-old salve for many ills: isolation, disappointment, drowsiness, worry, heartbreak, writer’s block, general stagnation, and boredom. The activity of walking benefits the mind and body in ways we’re still discovering, due to its all-star ingredient list of fresh air, exercise, change of scenery, contact with nature, and contemplation time.
A recent study has identified another beneficial ingredient of walking: the emotion of awe.
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I've been a subscriber for at least a decade now, though I haven't always checked my RSS. But I'm unsubscribing now. Honestly what I read felt like intellectual masturbation. I'm listening to Ajahn Sumedho now, and even as i listen to wonderful teachings about present moment experience, I know...