New beginnings and spring they go together, according to one
of my yoga teachers. Fine, I’ll run with that.
It looks like my next adventure is one through holistic
health care. Instead of focusing my energies on creating I will now focus my
energy on healing what is broken, mind, body, and spirit. I like this idea it
feels better to me than what was before.
My time in entertainment confirmed things in me that I suspected
but couldn’t name. My awareness of stress levels, my strange ability to see c to the heart, all that and the exhaustion told me that I was
probably in the wrong line of work.
My fear of not finding anything better did keep me there
longer than was healthy. In some ways I wasn’t ready to accept the difficult
work of mending the broken people. I can’t do this. I don’t have the resources.
Yet I’ve been asked to time and time again.
I’m broken myself, just a dingy rotting string to hold
things together. May that be enough.
Sometimes I think I’m being redundant. I can’t remember who I’ve
said what to when.
Right now I have a gift card for a spa, from my last
birthday, sitting next to my computer waiting to be used. I didn’t find the
time when I really needed the message to get it and now that I have time well I
can’t seem to make up my mind to just pick a random thing and go.
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