WOW!!!!!! It is finally Friday. Another week of Mondays will soon be over. I got a ton of stuff that I need to do this weekend but I am still flying by the seat of my pants. To much to do but never enough time. Hope you are gonna do something that I would like this weekend. I know I will and she will ask for more. I raise my cup of coffee to you in hopes that we make it out today and get a two day furlough.
I saw a poster the other day and it said we close our eyes to kiss, cry and dream. Unfortunately it did not sink in until I get frustrated, took a breath and closed my eyes. The wheels began to spin and I began to look back at some of the times in my life which truly molded me. From anger to yearning all of these (good or bad) held one simple tick: I closed my eyes. From birth we are taught to close your eyes and magic happens. Fast forward to puberty and we (thanks to Hollywood and sappy love stories) hold our breath, close our eyes and hope our kiss is requited. Then I began to remember the bad, the conflicts the anger and those times in which the monster looked back at me; and there is it. No matter how bad there always seemed to be that split second of clarity gleaned from my eyes being closed. Then we come to the core of ourselves, the inner spiritual realm that grounds use. No matter what we believe, feel or think we all close our eyes and ask for help. Now I am at a purely exist...
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