M.E.'s Thoughts

He walks the overgrown path  With worn out shoes A perfectly polished walking stick Sheathing thistles and branches From before his feet The sun breathes Warm on his canvas skin Shadowed sporadically by canopies Of giant oaks that have seen  Eras of lifetimes past Surely  he steps with spent soles That have walked this trail before In a distant memory of a dream Recalled in a moment of clarity Made vivid by regret  With each step his back straightens His knot earned shoulders pull back He raises his chin, face on forward The burdens of past knowledge Falling from his body The loss of weighted duties and ideals Lighten his footsteps in the growth The pace of his walk quickens Pebbles skipping put from under his tread From his brow, beads born Of Determination and destination Drip down his time traveled face Leaving trails of salty streaks   On his wizened lips Not once does his head turn back ...

How many people find it really hard to relax? As I was watching Iron Man 3 the other night I felt myself thinking how lazy I am. Here is this guy who never sleeps, builds extravagant machinery on a perpetual basis and flies all over the world fighting the bad guys. And here I had slept in that morning... Yet as I was talking to a friend today at lunch, she commented on how much energy I have and how insanely busy my schedule is. Apparently, booking a lunch date with me is next to impossible. When I told her how lazy I have been feeling lately, she almost fell off her chair laughing! Her response?? "You haven't even been able to sit still through our hour long meal!!" How many of us are working harder than we have ever in our life and yet feel like we are not doing enough? When there is a free hour in our day, we wonder what we are missing; what we have forgotten to get done. When I have no immediate tasks in front of me, I often find myself searching my mental ...