Popping my three o’clock meds, my mind runs through so many scenarios. Clouded degrees of measure, between the what ifs and disaster prevention. The anxious mind is all about these scenarios. I mean, everything from the possible to the impossible. Laying here now I have to collect my wits, slap my hands together, and breathe in a prayerful pose. Raised more on the panic of “Lord, help me Jesus!”, then Namaste. I’m sure some of my peers would look down on me for being so “new agey”. But, what you gonna do?
So I take the good with the bad, listen to the complaints, and go about my day. I’ve learned no one is more wrong or right then anyone else. And that what you see coming through the door, is pretty much what you’ll see heading out. Still it amuses me to see people complain at the drop of a hat, when they don’t get what they want. Having temper tantrums like my three-year-old grandson. I don’t know what got me and that tangent but, what you gonna do?
Focus! Yeah, I guess that’s what we were talking about. I often find myself wondering from one thought to the next. And while that can be a catalyst for a great many ideas, oftentimes it leaves you staring down at a floor full of broken promises, made usually to yourself. So you try and hide the trash but guess what? It’s still there. Compromise, not only with yourself, but others alleviate the clutter. Making simple goals instead of one giant task, creates doable solutions. While listening creates understanding, that in turn creates clarity. So, in today’s noisy ass world, what you gonna do?
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