I'm happy today, as I was yesterday. I was reading Eliade recently, working up an article about the Water Skate in Zuni mythology and sacred centers, and I came across his discussion of orientation in Sacred and the Profane, a discussion I'd never read before. I realized, when I thought of why I felt so good when I expected that I would feel fairly terrible, it seems to be because I have found orientation.
For a while, I was sort of liminal. I wasn't sure where I stood in relations to a lot of things.
But on Wednesday night, I found definition. I know who I am.
And that is a huge relief.
My Buffett Oracle for the morning is:
35. The pleasure was worth all the pain.
Whatever I did, it worked with that Oracle. . .