Monday, May 23, 2011
When is it too much?
I am currently reading Gary Zukav's Soul Stories, and finding it inspirational and humbling. I have some baggage to get rid of, and am working on that. Emotional baggage is heavy stuff in more ways than one, and this is a great time to leave it at the edge of the road.
Also, as I mentioned a few days ago, I'm reading Inner Simplicity, by Elaine St. James. One of the things mentioned in both of these books, and in the sermon I heard at church yesterday: The concept of Enough.
Do I have enough? Yes. We live simply, but so far we're okay. For my own future, whenever that happens, I'm working toward being able to walk away empty-handed if necessary, but I've not quite wrapped my mind around it. Closer, but not there yet.
I didn't realize that Friday, my husband was the one who had TOO MUCH. Too much mental stimulation. Too many things going on, too many people coming and going, things happening, etc.
We took him to a local festival. He enjoyed eating, and seemed to enjoy seeing people, but he soon became demanding and short-tempered. And most of Saturday he was terribly confused and upset. He cried about it several times. A friend pointed out to me that Friday's festival might have been the cause. Well, duh. Of course it was. He paid dearly on Saturday for our intention to entertain him on Friday. It was definitely not worth it.
Today someone mentioned an upcoming event, and suggested I not take my husband to it, because it would likely just confuse him. She understands his situation so well, and I'll be following her advice.
I get him out almost every day, sometimes more than once. It isn't as if we stay in the house all the time. He enjoys seeing people, and tries hard to be his normal chatty self. But I need to keep in mind that there is Enough, and then there is Too Much.