I used to carry around this unopened bottle of Rescue Remedy, the flower essence for stress. Every time I moved, from one side of the country to the other, I would unpack it from a box and put it on a shelf in the medicine cabinet.
I was at the Magic Kingdom with my daughters, Amber and Grace. I had an overdose of Disney, which happens easily to me. Feeling overstimulated, fragile, and toxic, I tried to fake a smile for my children.
I admire Walt. He was a visionary who followed up his dreams with action. He created a place where families could come together, where parents would unwind and put behind their day to day troubles, and actually play with their children, as if they were children again.
I went looking for a job, and I found a large body of water instead. Driving up and down an unfamiliar road I looked and looked for the address that promised a dead end low paying hourly job. Up and down and all around the strip malls, it seemed as though the address was missing.
My Fool’s Journey Continues… We were in Florida by Divine Appointment…well, it seemed so. A friend flew myself and my daughter to Clearwater Beach where we were able to reconnect with all that I love about Florida.
From the very first moment I saw him, I could not take my eyes off of him. There was something very special that made him stand out from the crowd. I began slowing down in the same moment that he seemed to notice me.
I’d been feeling really bogged down lately. I was spending way too much time asking, ‘Why’ questions. “Why are things the way they are? Why did that happen? Why isn’t this happening?” I was spending my valuable time asking the questions of suffering, instead of thinking about how I would like things to be.