The Middle Road
As I was blowing the dust off my last blog, I noticed a theme that I felt I had been thinking through recently. Because my last blog was a year ago, I mentioned my thoughts on Christmastime. Added to that, through a series of strange events which I will elaborate on, I am reading Siddhartha for the first time right now during the Christmas season.
So first of all the back story: Strangely, my husband gave his personal, used copy of Siddhartha to a young friend who was moving away. Now I know my husband and I are different, but it made me ponder about the fact that the book was so important to him, yet I had never read it myself. Secondly, I realize amongst educated people there are some books that are just a necessity to have a cultural literacy about. Finally, a couple of my students were reading the book two days after my husband had given it away. When I mentioned my not having read it story, the very next day one of my students brought me their copy and insisted I read it over Christmas break. So there I was, starting off reading this philosophical book in the season of indulgence.
I am nearly finished at this point, but as I was again reading through my blog from last year, a question just kept coming to my mind about the whole middle road of peace and tranquility concept: Don’t you have to experience, for example, the total and complete overindulgence of one season to truly appreciate the hunger pangs of the next?
January 21st, 2007 at 8:31 pm
Look at you sneaking in a blog post without me noticing.
My answer to you question: I think that in all things, the further we go in one direction, say indulgence, than the more difficult it is to turn around, say the hunger pains.
So, yes. All experiences in life set us up for the next one down the road. Christmatime sets up up for post-holiday depression. Not over-indulging would, I believe, lead to less striking depression.