Chapter 2013, page 58 of 365.
I've taken many....
There's been times in my life where I felt so disconnected, unloved and lost. When I look back on the years I realize it was during those times I either was on the wrong path or having a hard time accepting the one in front of me. Once I stopped thinking about what my life should look like, and put one foot in front of the other... things got good. Real good.
Sticks and stones.
I get these grand ideas. "Can't everyone see if we just all thought like I see it, that the world would be a better place?" Um.... I have a word for this: its called selfish. Who am I to think my ideas are better than yours? There I was on my path, and along the way I would encounter rocks, mud, sticks... you name it. I could see that other path that I could have taken. It would be been much easier as it was level and free of debris. That didn't matter because I had a better idea in mind. I was going to do things my way.
The funny thing is that sooner or later I would have to turn around and get back on my chosen path as the one I felt I should be on would soon become impassable.
The easy way out.
These days I do my best to show up for life instead of being wrapped up in fear and selfish ideas. I do not get to pick and chose as much as I did when I was younger, and for this I am grateful. These days I like to take the path of least resistance. I do my best to look upon my life as a gift.... the greatest gift of all. I have hardship just like you, and just like you I do my best to show up for others and be a part of life. Its not always the life I think it should be... it's the one that's been given to me.
I have one of those, and I plan on letting you know a bit more about me in the coming months. Sometimes it's hard to find the words. Sometimes I think "who cares?" I know who cares: I do. I care about you just as I do for all my fellow humans. If my story can help anyone to overcome some challenges in their life, we both win. Here's a tiny bit:
April 9th of 1986 I had a very interesting thing happen to me. The contents of that will be revealed later, once I come up with the right words. On that evening my life changed.... forever. That next morning I left that camper that I called home. That abandoned shell was no longer needed as I had been given a new outlook on life. I hitchhiked to the town I live in now and got the help I needed. It was a decision I made based on the facts in front of me. I came to the conclusion that "I mattered", and I no longer needed to be homeless. I knew I had a lot of work to do, and I knew Santa Cruz would become my home. Five (5) years later I started a business and have successfully employed an average of 50 people for over 21 years. Inspiring.. yes. I just stopped fighting everything and everyone and started showing up for life on life's terms. I decided to jump on the path of least resistance.
-Pathway out of Pfeiffer Beach, Big Sur, California.