There comes a time in the life of some where a shift becomes inevitable.
Sometimes it is born of one catalyzing event.
Other times it is a myriad of little nudges which eventually grow into something more.
Whichever it may be, the consequence is felt on a level deeper than that of the mind.
I walked to work today.
My mood was dark as it often is.
Lost in my mind, I lifted my head to see a man in my path.
My mood was on my face.
I glanced in his direction. He seemed almost to recoil from the expression I wore
His eyes avoided mine for an instant. But the man gathered his courage, and looked me in the eye.
Tears clouded his vision as he begged me for whatever I could give. He told me of his woes. His hunger. His cold.
Again and again he begged forgiveness for intruding. I could taste his shame at what he had been reduced to.
I gave him enough for a meal.
His eyes glowed. It was if I had given him a new life. His gratitude erased my dark thoughts in one flash of pure love.
As I walked on I forgot all my "problems." What were they really?
I began to look at my life. Who did I live for? What did I live for?
All I did was for myself. I work to make money for me. I buy toys for me. I drink for me. I f** for me.
Why? Because I live in a world where the goal is to accumulate, and to entertain yourself. It is praiseworthy. The world pats me on the back when I
hoard more and more for me.
For a very long time I felt something was awry. I numbed that lingering discontent with distractions.
Yet, it always drifted back into my thoughts. Why am I not happy? I have everything!
It is a scary day when you realize that all your life is a husk of what you created it to be.
Am I a good man?
What have I done for a stranger? What I have I willingly given of my own to help another? What of my soul? Is that what drives me now to examine
all I consider to be me?
What is me? My ego/mental self, or something greater?
Once your perspective changes it is done. The genie will not go back into the bottle. You cannot pretend your life is what it was.
Now the thought that haunts my mind is what is to be done...
Welcome aboard my new friend. The happiest people are those that help others.And some claim that your possession really own you.And you are correct.
Once you become aware of this, you cant put that genie back in bottle.
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