When Feeling Stuck in between the Zones
When its like being stuck on a bench upon a very important game is in progress where you know your contribution can profoundly affect things… yet u aren’t ever given a chance to get off the bench and make a play... or sometimes what of this, if you don’t even know what your contribution is… or so often how about these, you haven’t been allowed to play for so long that you begin to doubt and question what that true purpose or real leading call you ever had was all that true or not … And I hear you say in your darkness and giving up moments those very trying times, the sandwich moronic catharsis of feeling it all and yet not being able to pin down any level of the sense. I hear you breathing in the sighing moments of morning till night: and at this point i m like ok fine I ll just sit on this fuqn bench until the cows come home, i will no longer try to get in that game, not unless explicitly and powerfully invited.. And in those splendiferous moments of making no sense at ...