Dance

Yes, it happened again today. Started out good, but then the dam broke. The next thing you know, I am swimming up stream. You know what I am talking about. One of those days. So I danced…metaphorically.

I write about it a lot, because it happens a lot. It usually happens over something small or simple. But the truth is, that small or simple thing, is the one thing that usually puts you over the edge. We let things build up. We don’t address these little things in real time. Next thing you know, you’re swimming, baby. But I don’t like to swim. So I dance. Let’s get into it…

I lead most days of my life. But there are days when no matter how hard I try to lead, there is a force stronger than me standing in my way. And the truth is, that’s cool. I’m a laid back kind of guy. It takes something huge to get me off my game. So, if I need to follow instead of lead, at least I’m still dancing. Unfortunately, it looks more like I am doing an interpretive dance. Oh yeah, it’s ugly AF. But hey, I make it work.

I very rarely talk about days like this. When someone ask “How are you dong?” I think, you want the truth, or the party line? It’s not that most people don’t care. But most people have their own stuff going on. You can tell them that you’re having a bad day. But many times, and many people have a short attention span for your problems. We have become a culture of people who would rather reply with a sad face or hands praying on someone’s post, rather than actually sit and listen to someone. And that’s fine. I think there is actually an advantage to that. Besides, I don’t like to go to the well too many times myself. One doesn’t get their strength there. Learn to carry your own cross, and ask for help only when you really need it.

When that last breath of air is expelled from my lungs, that’s the only acceptable time for me to stop fighting. That is what I have learned from a lifetime of meditating. I have been though some horrific shit. From the passing of my daughter, to holding my wife’s lifeless body, to losing everything I’ve owned not once, but twice. So what’s my point? Baby, you better learn how to function during trying times. The world is not going to stop for you. And no one is coming to save you. And when life is playing that bitter music, the last thing you want to do is get caught on the floor, and not know how to dance.

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Vance Larson

Vance Larson

I am a retired crisis counselor of 20 years, and have spent the last decade working as both a Life Coach and Hypnotherapist.