" Mud, mud glorious mud
Nothing quite like it for cooling the blood
So, follow me follow, down to the hollow
And there we will wallow in glorious mud."........
I've been in a hollow of sorts for way too long, wallowing and enjoying the mud. Been contemplating my navel a tad to long, which is a bad habit I have when I want to opt out of life. A messenger was sent to me yesterday in the body of a store owner, exchanging pleasantries. I sympathized with the fact that his business was up for sale, his response was "We have to remember to be grateful, by the time we get to "our age", we have accomplished our purpose in life. Not to say", he continued, "that we should not remain engaged in life and looking forward to the future, but we look forward without worry, or fear, for we have survived the best and worst of times."
"And that fact alone invites us to continue our journey in a state of gratitude", I replied to him, smiling at the thought.
"Exactly", he replied. "Keep that beautiful smile on your face and life will be good to you."
Sometimes, we need a little help from a stranger, when we wallow a little too long.......
