250312 What I learned in my studies this morning 5

Today's Meditation(s):

Letters on Ethics by Seneca, LXXIV.34 (Graver)


Grieving the past is pointless: it cannot be changed. Accepting it, internalizing it, letting it pass through me. This is how I can process it and find tranquility about it.

Grieving the future is borrowing trouble. It hasn't happened. I suffer more in my imagination, says Seneca, than I do in reality. How many sleepless nights does this represent? How many self-destructive acts? How many foolish, irrational, emotional, chances-smothering reactions that could have been handled with wisdom, justice, courage, or temperance, according to Nature?

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