"Uncomfortable Truths"

The day after the day after.  That is today December 27th.  I think the buildup to Christmas and the excitment of Christmas itself has left me weary, lazy and possibly close to a depressed state.  I drove into Paisley today, another of my 7 minute drives just to make sure that I get out of the house.
While driving in I was listening to CBC as usual and I heard the phrase "Uncomfortable Truths".  Words have power to me, perhaps more power than anything else in my life.  I can't even remember the context in which the words were used.  I think it was during an interview with an author, but can't remember who, or perhaps didn't catch the name.  But the words resonated with me.  I know I have some Uncomfortable Truths and perhaps I will spill some of them on these pages tonight and in the days to come.  My first thought was of others uncomfortable truths; how about Galileo's when he knew that the earth was not the centre of the Universe.  When he espoused his truth it was more than uncomfortable, there was torture involved.  The Catholic Church imposed so much pain that at one point he recanted his theory publicly to avoid death.  He was much braver much than me, I would have recanted much sooner, low pain tolerance I guess.  From what I have read he lived the last years of his life under some type of house arrest, cut off from friends and colleagues by the Church.

Some of my own uncomfortable truths: .......................I am thinking, not because there are so few but because there are so many.  When I lie, usually it is because I am to tired, or to lazy,  to tell my truths and defend them to people who wouldn't understand them anyway.  There is another one whithin that last sentence, judging people who I believe to be to stupid, let me change that to simple minded, perhaps close minded, whatever, I am just trying to be nice/er.  Another one of uncomfortable truths is my intolerance of ignorant people. Libraries are free, if you have a computer and access to the internet, then search engines are available to you.  The lies I tell myself are my most unforgivable uncomfortable truths,  for instance when I tell myself that I have done the best I could and I know that I havn't that is so very uncomfortable to me.  When I give up because I am to tired or discouraged to try anymore.  The list is to long and could be depressing.
Tomorrow I will go and get wieghed.  That should be an uncomfortable truth, as I have practiced gluttony during the last 4 days.  More tomorrow.

December 27th, 2010.............10:44