‘Is this all there is?’
Continuing on with the mental wellness theme of the last few days, I’m beginning to wonder if ‘stuff’ happens because your soul is trying to break out from the prison you’ve made of your life.
It’s not much fun to go through. Are you even old enough to experience it?
I once wrote a cheeky poem about my mid-life crisis, about the time it was starting in my early 40’s. In truth, it was no laughing matter. It ended up splitting my second family home. But the call of the ‘wild’ is too strong to ignore. Here’s the poem, again:
If I could place my inner thought upon this empty page
Would you read something which is not or something which is sage?
I play with words, like toys, for fun to exercise my mind
But when I’m through, and when they’re done, what is it I will find?
Mid-phrase is not the place to stop, to take a halting breath
For should the world then close up shop, would that mean instant death?
I question all about myself up to the verge of tears
Without a secret dwarf or elf to take away my fears.
I read about the way to win perfection in this life
And wonder why I’m mired in sin while overfilled with strife.
Mid-thought can break the train in half and grind it to a halt
But when I choose instead to laugh, will it be all my fault?
I love with all my heart and soul and mind and spirit, too
So if you’re sure about my goal, you know I’ll be with you.
Spirit has a way of bringing you back to where you’re meant to be, even if it means dragging you kicking and screaming all the way. Our emotional and physical ruts are comforting, because we know what to expect. We don’t like surprises.