Now if that isn’t a loaded question I
don’t know what is. But let me quickly
narrow down the possibilities in that question.
Specifically, what is working for you in your life?
I’m asking that question because a dear
relative of mine spent most of last year questioning his purpose and wondering
if he was where he ought to be. He was
young enough to take a plunge off into an adventure and using the words of
Frodo Baggins “it’s a dangerous business going out your front door” off he went
to find himself anew.

Remember when you lay in the grass with
bugs hopping around you while sand slowly sneaked into your shorts or under
your shirt. Remember when you could hear
the sound of the grass moving around your ears and you could feel the tickle of
a fly whizzing past you. Remember how
the sun burned through your closed eyelids and you could make out daisies and
tree shadows and maybe even a crow flying through the air. Remember how you ignored your mother as she
called for you to get up and not to get dirty.
Now start remembering when those feelings of being a kid left you. When did that start to happen? Was it when you entered high school, the
pressure of homework, exams and thoughts of college? Was it when you graduated and you wondered
what was going to happen next, were you going to take a job, go hiking in
Europe for a year or were you going straight into college to study for your
dream job? Or were you simply going to
college to please your parents? Oh, and
then the marriage happened, the babies came, the mortgage needed to get paid,
the kids needed new shoes, an education, a second car, keeping up with the
Joneses, vacations, another mortgage, another car. Obligations.
More obligations.
Stop the bus, I want to get off!

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