Saturday, February 2, 2008

Poster Child

On my way to work there is this woman who regularly panhandles. She holds a sign that says: “Unable to work.” The sign then goes on to outline that she is unemployable due to various health conditions and needs money to pay rent and buy medications. Every time I see her I wonder what would happen if her health suddenly improved and she found herself able to work again. Would she be able to make the mental leap back into the working world? Would she be able to live without her story that she’s held onto (quite literally) for so long?

And that leads me to my own story. I’ve watched from the far corner of my mind as my life plays out before me. I see all the strings interwoven into this tapestry that has become my story. It’s full of all the things I think about myself and the world around me. Full of people, places, events. Full of emotions, thoughts, perceptions. And the more I live it, the more I realize how contrived it all is. How much it is a fabrication of my own psyche. I carry my personal placard each day, my story of how things are and how things will be. But what if the variables changed? What if I decided to change my thinking? What if I decided to lay down my story and challenge every single belief I’ve ever had about who I am? And what if you did the same? What would happen then?

tall penguin

1 comment:

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