I am accepting of common sense, that sometimes things go well, sometimes they don't. That you have to take the bad with the good.
I am perfectly accepting of this truth, that sometimes I will be comfortable and sometimes I won't.
The truth that things will swing from pleasant to unpleasant, then perhaps from unpleasant back to pleasant, is a truth I accept.
I embody this truth by recognizing it and by accepting it. I say both "Let the good times roll" and whatever the opposite of that is.
It's a very basic subject, but one people still stumble at. If the spirit is still with me in the morning, I will delve into it in depth.
Why is this on my mind? Well, it usually is. Plus I was reading a book that went into the subject of our mixed experiences as part of life.
An example. I normally consider it GOOD if I can be in this philosophical fog. I normally consider it BAD that I have to clean the cat box.
And guess what ... the cats have been in the box repeatedly today, and they still don't know how to work the shovel.