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"We examine each day before us with barely a glance and say, no, this isn't one I've been looking for, and wait in a bored sort of way for the next, when, we are convinced, our lives will start for real." (Tom Hennen, Poet).

This approaching Sunday, the 29th of October, is a day of great celebration for Snails. It is the time when, in my part of the country, clocks move back one hour. This is even better than time standing still, because while asleep, we gain one hour!

It is only very recently among humans that we wait for something "better" to happen, some "improvement" to kick in. Life was very real for our ancestors -- and still is for much of the world's people -- when each day the real deal was going to bed with full belly, adequate shelter, clean water, and arising in a peaceful land with no other humans grabbing their homes or their food or their lives.

We want more, don't we? Try this. Tell friends, family, even strangers: This Sunday, I am celebrating Snail Day. Not only do I have no plans for this day except to rest (an extra hour!); eat and drink and love deeply, and care for this wonderful temporal body and eternal mind -- I am going to make a habit of this. Even on days when external life demands more (and, alas, that might be every day), my inside self will know: This is the day I have been wanting. It's here.

Celebrate!
Candace