Living on Purpose
In this moment I am being. Within each second that passes remains a timeless seam of consciousness.
Friday, September 03, 2004
It's insane, this life, the ever constant relay. Always running around trying to keep up with the rest of the world. I'd much rather go for a swim in the ocean. Yet nothing gets accomplished just floating around in the sea. So I sit at the computer at work waiting for my next client to come in. Not sure of the pain and problems they will bring in for me to work out. I, not so much a miracle worker, take a deep breath and remind them of what they are capable of. Some listen and take action, others listen and only that, whilst others could not even give a damn. Why are so many westerners so out of touch with their own bodies? Ignoring the warning signs and eventually ending up here in my place of employment, the rehab. I'm not sure what drives me to come in each day, but somehow I make it in. I am usually praised for a job well done and they walk out smiling. Maybe that is enough to keep me here. I don't know. What I do know is the problems and pain they leave behind haunt me each day. I need to escape them and some how I always find a way. A positive and healing way. Here's my stop, see you around next time.
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