I’ve
been sitting under our new suspended patio umbrella for a few minutes this
afternoon, minding how it bends as breezes blow by, and I’m thinking I should
do more of my own bending as the occurrences of life come past me. The umbrella
tilts to take advantage of the flow of the wind, and I should do some tilting,
now and then, to make good use of the situations that puff or bluster past me.
Instead of resisting certain circumstances, I could merely lean a little this
way or that, like the umbrella – sort of rising and falling with the
circumstances rather than opposing them. Sitting under the umbrella in a breeze
is like sitting under a swaying dancer, a stylish artiste who plays with
the winds instead of wrestling with them, and I could learn a lucky lesson from
it: leaning and swaying sometimes works better
than stiffening and struggling.
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