We’re taking our second home, our little motorhome Turtle, to the high elevations of the Southwest in a week or so, to enjoy a month of moderate summer, before the monsoon begins in Tucson.
Whirrrrrr clunk clunk, gone. The melon sized rock, descending a French Alp at terminal velocity, would have taken my head off, had I not been fully attentive at that moment, and hugged vertical ice encrusted rock with the intensity of a lover.
Tough times bring angst, depression and anger. Tough times also offer a great opportunity to reexamine our core beliefs, our basic assumptions, about how we define prosperity, happiness; how we perceive the good life.
Americans are a fearful bunch. Our swagger is unmatched when it comes to bragging about our nation’s wealth and power, but when it comes down to the personal level, we’re afraid of, of, what?