poeticnook

It's the last day of the month and I'm dead broke. The rent is due, my debts are piling up, there are bills to pay, my mobile phone is almost out of prepaid card, and I've got 10 pesos in my pocket, just enough for a ride home and for a ride back to the office tomorrow... hmm, there's still an extra two pesos to buy myself some chewing gum. I'm suddenly reminded of that gum commercial where every worry ends with the phrase "at times like this you need... juicy fruit gum". Oh, if only life were that simple, if only solutions to problems can be bought like candy from a store..

I just read Richard Bach's "Running from Safety" again. What would it be like if myself from the future would visit me and tell me all the things she has learned about life, the paths to choose and things to let go.. or what if I were to go back to the past and meet the child that was me. What would I tell her, and what would she ask me..

Maybe Bach is right, it will always be that same face that we see in front of the mirror who can answer all these questions and solve all these problems.. but still, it doesn't hurt to have a little help from some other people or entities... Hmmm.. maybe I should send an S.O.S. signal now.... Aaaarrrrrrgghhhh , I need help quick.

"We wait all these years to find someone who understands us, I thought, someone who accepts us as we are, someone with a wizard's power to melt stone to sunlight, who can bring us happiness in spite of trials, who can face our dragons in the night, who can transform us into the soul we choose to be. Just yesterday I found that magical Someone is the face we see in the mirror: It's us and our homemade masks.

All these years and at last we meet.

Imagine that."

- Richard Bach (Running from Safety) -


title: running from safety
author: richard bach