I texted Mi tonight that i'm feeling "floaty" in the brain.  Or the heart, as it might be.

As some big life changes loom, it seems i'm being overly self-critical.  Or analytical.  I'm looking to the Way to guide choices, what is healthy, what is balanced, and what action will do the least harm.

I do believe, above all, there is nothing but love in all its forms to make existence worthwhile.  However, my faith in fellow man, and perhaps myself, to honor that purpose renders me (lovably) snarky.

Maybe i'm seeking the wrong "kind" of love, or maybe my own concept of what love should be is not what it actually is, or perhaps it does not exist.  There is a buddhist teaching..."Embrace nothing: If you meet the Buddha, kill the Buddha. If you meet your father, kill your father.  Only live your life as it is, Not bound to anything.”

Now.  This does NOT suggest that one should physically take lives.  It's a matter of killing ideas.  Whatever you think it is...it is not.  The process of removing and changing ideas, concepts or definitions is infinite.  Oh, and so intellectually overwhelming i'd rather surrender and be in the moment. 

With this floaty post, with no real direction, i will sign off. 

“The only real failure in life is not to be true to the best one knows.” - Buddha