Hello to a new year. I started this first day of 2016 with a morning mass at St. Mary’s Church to celebrate the feast day of Mary, Mother of God, to whom the faithful have recourse. So I did not squander today with inactivities, albeit I skipped going to a gym. On the pretext of having a recovery day of my regular 5-day-workout regime at the gym, I opted for reading a book in peace and quiet. The first day of a new year has always been an occasion on which new gym-comers occupy all the treadmills and elliptical machines in eager expectations of shedding dozens of pound, trying to keep their new year’s resolutions. From my empirical observation, all those new faces sweating at the gym will slowly fade away in a couple of months. It’s a new year phenomenon; working out is indeed akin to a Herculean task.
I have been feeling exhausted and lethargic since this afternoon – or the beginning of the winter. Hence the negation of my lame excuse of not doing exercises at the gym as aforesaid… I presume the cause of these unfavorable feelings is the change of time and season that has started and developed since the end of the summer time. The weather and season do affect your mind and body, or play a vital of inducing psychosomatic symptoms. Which consequently leads us to see such psychological influence on our somatic existence in the relevant philosophical spectrum.
Schopenhauer has been known to complain that human life dangles between trouble and boredom. In fact, both cumbersome existential dilemmas have their profound meanings and purposes. Boredom is a continual reminder that it results from Inactivity. But activity does not exist for the purpose of our escaping boredom; to be precise, boredom exists in order that we will escape inactivity and ultimately actualize our own unique, singular ends. The struggle of life, microscopic or macroscopic, between these feelings of trouble and boredom keeps us in “suspense” because it will let us fulfill the demands placed upon our daily tasks however banal or simple they may seem.
With respect to the meaning of Trouble, it is also a good reminder that it stimulates positive sparks on our otherwise apathetic, lukewarm mental state, which is a psychic rigor mortis. So long as we suffer, we remain psychically alive and mentally alert. Therefore, it’s not a platitude that suffering makes us mature and wise in experience, richer and stronger in spirituality.
In light of the above, lethargy or just plain laziness will be a both somatic/psychic indicator that tells you that it has a high time you bolstered up yourself with clear set of principles that guide you to self-actualization in a discovery of what life expects you to do in your time on earth. And it begins not with a grandiose ritual but with a simple but dutiful performance of daily tasks. So as the first day is reaching the dying of the night, I wish my Readers a happy new year with a full portion of health and success in whatever you Readers hope to achieve in this brand new year with God’s blessings.
Here I am at the end of the first day of a new week. Upon just returning from working on the evening shift at school in the City, I should go to bed instead of writing this post to rest my weary soul coping with daily rituals of emotional ebbs and flows. Yet this is the best time of me to purge out all my angst, fears, and insecurities I am possessed by; the best time because I can walk out of all my daily duties as an administrative assistant at work, as an eldest daughter of my parents at home, and any other status as a functional member of society. This is my time, mine, and mine only to express myself freely without supervision. So here I am, writing.
Flame, Glass and Ink are Poems, essays, and reading notes by Stefania Joori Suh 
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