Funny how life gets so busy that we forget the little things.
Recently I had an anniversary that I totally forgot. This is not the usual anniversary
where I need to apologize to a woman or look for a new one. Drinking for me is
an issue. I cannot take just one drink and I have no control for like most
things, I only know two speeds: WFO (wide freaking open) or OFF. For years I
drank and did things that were to some bad. That life style came to an abrupt
halt and I was forced to make a simple choice. I had no question and made it
completely. Now my friends have a driver and I am in a better place. For my anniversary,
congratulations on a life choice that is better for you!
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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