one of those moments... breath, slowly in, slowly out...

so what is it i want to control, that i have no business thinking i can?

why do i ask this question, your thinking, because my chest is on fire and feels like a clamp is clamping down as the dull ache runs up my chest coming to rest in my throat..."stress"...isn't it great!

these moments aren't what they use to be. they use to be filled with emotion. physically it always seemed, at it's deepest, some object or possession of mine would be my sacrifice to the momentary release of anger and frustration.

i remember years ago, 19 or more i sacrificed a cassette recorder. a gift from my dad, i suppose i had several reasons for using it for the sacrifice. the poor cassetter player looked like it had gone through a trash compactor by the time i was finished.

the lesson i learned, i still had cassettes i wanted to listen to, and the whole process did little to change the reason for my upset.

so i will breath because progress is being made. sometimes things are just the way they are and choosing to flow with them can make all the difference in the world.

breath, slowly in, and slowly out.

take care.

with love,

james smith

405-521-8609

james at alifeofpossibility dot com  ¶ 8:39 PM