As we sat in our trucks
and cars
So close to each other
But minds so far
Only thinking of what’s next
Rushing from one thing to another
A seagull floated above
Sorry for us
He was free
He was at ease
We were stressed and anxious
Annoyed and hurried
He was unaware of the time
Unaware of the congestion
We were squeezing in,
Cutting off,
Muttering profanity
He wished we could stop
get out of the lane
We had chosen
Step back
Breathe the air
Surrounding the chaos
We had sped to join
And see each other
For a moment
Not see a black car
A red truck
But the child inside each of us
Dreaming of being free
Just like him
How do we step out of our routine
To witness a better scenario
How do we change lanes
When we feel so stuck
In this “race” we hope to win
This race that ends where?
When we collapse in our beds?
When we scream at our loved ones?
When we cry out of fear,
Or worry?
What are we gaining
As we rush on
To get more
To be more
To do more
There is never more at the end of a race
There is an END
Before the end
Wouldn’t you like to just be?
Just sit down for a moment
Look around you
Smile
Breathe
See the birds as they float and soar
Smell the air as a new season emerges
Count your blessings
I feel we have all reached our limits, don’t you?
We must pause, reassess, and make sure we aren’t missing the point of being here in the first place.
I know you can’t believe you were born to push yourself to be anything you are not
I know you cannot believe that you meant to race through life, on little sleep, little nutrition, little joy
I know you don’t want to spend one more day in this “race” missing everything surrounding you
Ending in exhaustion and an empty heart
Your soul is aching to be free…
We may not be free to fly like the birds
But we truly are free to choose what we wish for ourselves
And move towards that.
Even if it’s just one little thing
I dare you to change one part of your life that causes you dread
Isn’t it funny to think we keep things in our lives that cause us dread?
I guarantee we each have one that we could get rid of
When I started to try to embrace my true self, to be a happier me, one of the first things I chose to do was to admit I hated to talk on the phone…ahhhh thats one less thing to face in this world that was bringing me stress.
As Ferris Bueller once said
“Life moves pretty fast…if you don’t stop and look around once in awhile, you could miss it”
Omg. Love this!!!!
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