Beginner's Heart

Beginner's Heart

horoscopes, adversaries, ball chairs

zodiacTrue confessions: I read my horoscope. Almost every day. And weekly, too. I check out what’s in the paper, and then on Wednesdays I read Free Will Astrology to see what it says.

This week, it says I might want to reconsider being the antagonist, or adversary, in a relationship. Now, someone might want to chime in here, but I don’t think  I’m anyone’s adversary. Unless you count (im)perfect strangers, re: creepy anti-human-rights politicos.


But then I think: if there are people I knowingly antagonise (and again, I can’t think of one), it’s at least half me. I know that — no one dislikes in a vacuum. Buddhism teaches that we’re all connected. Like a web, nodes along the lines that tether one life to another.

I don’t need a horoscope to know that I’m connected to everyone I meet, each person in my life. But as an adversary? I’m watching closely this next week, looking out for where I’m obstructionist. And here’s what I found:

It’s sometimes my hard head against my husband’s. Which I’m coming to believe may be harder (it’s only been a million years…so I’m slow). Take today, when he decided to clean out the garage.ball chair


Please note: the garage has been a mess for MONTHS, because a) he’s been sick w/ flu; b) we’re trying to clear out a storage unit; c) there was holiday stuff everywhere; and d) who, on a nice day, wants to clean the garage? And you really don’t want to do it when it’s 15˚ outside…

But that doesn’t mean we need it inside, at least until I decide where I want it, just because you’re cleaning out the garage. It’s MY ball chair. And I have a zillion things to do today that do NOT involve figuring out where to put the ball chair.

Okay. So maybe I’m antagonistic about the ball chair. :)


And that’s my point (and probably the point of the horoscope…?): it’s a freakin’ ball chair, for cryin’ out loud! We are LOUDLY debating the eventual resting place of a BALL CHAIR.

That’s beginner’s heart, folks: two steps forward, one step back, two steps sideways. I’m thinking it’s the Zen box waltz. Or maybe it’s the beginner’s heart ball chair…?

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