REFLECTIONS

Sometimes I have to step of my skin.  Sometimes I have to step outside of my life and see my reflection in the mirror.  What do I see?  Who is that person looking back at me?  Will I like her?  Would I be proud to be her?  Would I want her for a friend, daughter, sister, employee, nurse, my life partner…….?

I’ve been caught in a swirl of rote, unable or unwilling to step off the treadmill.  I’ve been trapped in this cul-de-sac of life, doing by memory, living by habit, afraid to do different. Now that I have seen myself and my life reflected back at me, it is time to act.  It is time to do different.  It is time to do better.

THE WINDMILLS OF MY MIND

My mind has been spinning today, for whatever reason, like the song says…like a circle in a spiral, like a wheel within a wheel, never ending or beginning, on an ever-spinning reel.  There is nothing for me to except to observe it…waiting for the wind to die.

I have learned some lessons in life so far….not always to fight so much.  It is okay just to ride it out.  I have also learned to be a little kinder to myself and not to judge myself so harshly.  I can have a bad day.  I can behave badly.  The world will not end because of it.

While I was waiting for the wind to abate, I got out of bed, dressed, took Sheba to the park, shopped…..In other words, I got on with this thing call life.

Unfortunately or fortunately, life is not like a treadmill.  You cannot stop and get off.  It will go on without you.