Today has been a difficult day - nothing worked out the way I wished for - And now December-darkness rules Copenhagen.
I thought I was going to write something nice, smart and Zenny about capturing the moments of joy and meaning of a December-monday in Copenhagen. Instead I am writing about how to let go of my expectations of a more "interesting" life when focusing on everyday Zen.
As I sit here writing I feel the letting go of my idea of "a special Zen-day" melting into acceptance - acceptance of this day with all its small disappointments. This "letting go" is not a very conscious process - maybe thats the grace of letting go?