Ebb and Flow

It's amazing, at least to me, how fickle emotions can be. Though capable of profound depth, they usually are surface reactions.

Now, those who know me know that I like baseball. Specifically, the Giants.

I felt awful all day today. Wretched, tired, frustrated, lonely, lost. No real reason for feeling this way, I have a beautiful life, it just appeared to be one of those days.

Then the Giants game started, and I immediately felt better. How much joy do I derive from this game? Would I still have been so happy watching baseball if my team was losing? Or even if the game were close? Maybe I was just happy to have finally left work, and the game was a coincidence? Who knows.

Anyway, I think one of these elusive goals that are floating around currently undefined in my head will end up being something to the degree of a concentrated daily self-reflection. A morning meditation. Some time to think clearly about the ebb and flow of emotions, and what causes them. Can I help the way I feel about things, or do I just need to learn ways of dealing with the inevitable feelings once they crop up?
Starting tomorrow, 5-minute morning meditations. I'll let you know how that goes.

Omm...