A Long Walk in the Cold

  After the introductory meditation class tonight, I decided to take a jaunt in the cold, from Finch station to home. I reflected on my course materials and what I would like to do with my final assignment. It was nice to be able to sort things out, even though here are quite a few things to iron out in the process.
As someone who relishes words as a form of self-assurance (or even empowerment), there are times when unspeakable confusion feels very bad to me. I have tried to balance two poles, which could be described as sun and moon, but which represents two different ways of looking at life: one that is very structured, and one confused and de-centered somewhat. But it's important to stay with confusion for a while rather than trying to put all that confusion into words.
    Can too much confusion be "bad"? Well, I think it's important to be grounded in the moment and not to become depressed or despairing about confusion. It's very simple: if one is perplexed about what they are doing, studying, feeling, and so on, they simply need to step away from the computer or the desk, and go for a long walk in the cold. Such kinds of things can help to re-energize the mind and prepare oneself for what lies ahead. But at the same time, it's important not to make the "walk into the cold" a kind of escape. There's the balance, I think, between going into a moment to revitalize and going there to get away altogether from the difficulties of decisions, thoughts, problems, and so on. I am reflecting on the importance of knowing when that long walk is escape and when it is engaging the problems of life constructively.