Nine to Five It's Saturday morning - a work week so stressful I can barely move. And there's a knot in my head like a lump of nasty clay. It has been such an issue, the world of work - demands and responsibilities, constant focusing of attention, obliged to produce, for much of my day. Thus I've often wondered, is it a hindrance? A test? A boon? Many reasons to run away, many reason to stay. But the mind of equanimity gently consumes my life Rendering this too, the dilemma of work to the status of non-issue. The advent of root awareness even amidst the stress, making all situations that: just situations, a another frame in the movie of life. Free awareness is king! It's the great leveler, the destroyer of illusions, the means and the end, the pinnacle of relief. April 28, 2001 (5 of 5)