On reading - How to stop worrying.

All this sounds familiar.  I’ve lived in this house of cards all my life.  Have to be the best just to be good enough.  Can’t be the best at everything… so… not good enough.  Therefore… a failure. So… try harder knowing you are going to fail.  Worry some more.

This is where you are right now?  Got to break the pattern, Son.  Start now letting go of a little at a time.  Please.

I love you,

Dad

I jotted down some thoughts this morning when I realized exactly how ridiculous most humans (me included) can be. We pick our drug dealers/liquor stores in the same way that as children choosing which house they will pick for Halloween candy.

We expect that if we are smart, we will pick the person that will deliver us the goodness we wish without the dangers or horrible side affects we call life. We seem to convince ourselves that there is no granny in the kitchen laboring over her candied apples with the surprise centers. She is waiting for you to pay the price. It will come sooner or later and there is nothing you can do about it other than abstain.

Everyone gets a sh*t kicking. It is in the handbook.

When we get the heavy-handed realization, we seem shocked by the revelation that our life has turned into little more than a tragic car crash that everyone must slow down and look at. Then speed up and fly down the highway with our angels attempting to catch up and prevent us from doing something ridiculously fantastic.

If we can train monkeys to sign, we can do this.

Quit eating the apples, go play some “true faith” and feel extraordinary.