To be honest, in this line of work it often feels like I am on cloud nine, excited to step up on center stage to share something new with the world that will improve people’s lives, only to be booed off stage.  Logically I can see that there are many people in the world cheering me on.  But the people who boo also tend to yell louder, throw chairs, sabotage the stage set and do anything they can to discourage me from being brave enough to show my face.  It is finally getting through to me that while I create this reality called my life, it is simultaneously true that I cannot control my reality.  I cannot control what people do and I cannot control all the conditions of life so that pain never reaches me.  I cannot live my life to avoid discomfort.  And so, I took my own advice and I let myself surrender to the angst today.  As a result, I felt inspired to write a poem about the experience…