The July 2020 Edit: Midsummer, Covid Era
Reposting from sydneysolon.com
Damn - it's really midsummer. I've been keeping busy, juggling a couple jobs, decorating my apartment, and catching up on reading. It has been a hard couple of months. But life, as it does, is slowly returning back to normal. I've had the time to slow down, decompress, and find what sparks little joys for me. Unsurprisingly, it’s a mixture of books and shopping. I mean, i'm a product marketer. Anyways - here are some things that have made my July a bit more joyful - after spending time with friends after time apart.
Books + Reading
Francesca, Ezra Pound: Taking a poetry workshop in college was the best thing I've ever done. Poetry isn't just touchy-feely - it's an art form steeped in history and used across cultures and languages. Ezra Pound, American poet, is considered the father of modernism. His imagery is sharp, concrete, but at the same time vulnerable and self confessional.
You came in out of the night
And there were flowers in your hands,
Now you will come out of a confusion of people,
Out of a turmoil of speech about you.
I who have seen you amid the primal things
Was angry when they spoke your name
In ordinary places.
I would that the cool waves might flow over my mind,
And that the world should dry as a dead leaf,
Or as a dandelion seed-pod and be swept away,
So that I might find you again,
Alone.
The Enchidrion, Epictetus: These last few months have been difficult and confusing. I've tried to make sense of it all, play it over and over in my head, but the more I try to think about it, the less it makes sense. My first flirtation with Stoicist philosophy began when I was abroad, feeling lonely and defeated. Now the meditations of Epictetus take on a beautiful new meaning. And they teach us that certain things are not within our control and therefore not worth mental anguish.
VIII. Seek not the things which happen should happen as you wish; but wish the things which happen to be as they are, and you will have a tranquil flow of life.




