I have been away from normal routines for the past week or so. I haven’t had access to blog like I usually do. I was reading some older ones and ran across this one that was first published on April 2, 2011. Good words still so I am reposting.
I read a lot, I guess you’ve noticed. I read a lot of different things. I usually have more that five books going at one time. I once had a counselor-type person tell me that was a problem. I don’t know where he gleaned this bit of info…didn’t really get the how-to-go-through-life-reading-one-book-at-a-time memo. It works for me though, reading more than one book at a time, so I will continue with my pursuit.
Today, after thinking on the various people in my sphere of relations, I came upon an excerpt from a book called Breakfast at Sally’s.
I want to share it now…”But I knew, and I was sure the doctors also knew, that they didn’t have enough pills to cover every need. Was there a pill for loneliness? Or one for regret? A pill to help you forget? Or one to bring you love? Kindness? Grace? Understanding? How about a money pill? A family pill? A pill to restore the nectar of life that had soured or had never been tasted? Was there some magic elixir that could be drunk or splashed on for happiness?
I wished I could capture that “joy smell” that Willow discovers as she rolls in the grass, all four legs flailing in the air, wiggling and rubbing the essence into every possible inch of her body. If I could put that joy in an aerosol can, I would just start spraying”.
I would too. I would spray it for all of those I know who have insurmountable heartache and worry. Not because I want to zap them from their problems, because ultimately I know that the problems in life make you strong. Jim Rohn said it best, “For things to change you have to change. Don’t wish it were easier, wish you were better. Don’t wish for less problems. Wish for more skill”. Don’t wish for less challenges, wish for more wisdom. For without a challenge you cannot grow”. I know this is true but it’s hard sometimes to watch those you care about go through rough times.
Ultimately, I don’t wish for the magic pill, or the foo-foo dust, but wouldn’t it be nice?