I would like to address something that has come to my attention as I sit in bed this morning and that is where did my old crew go?!
I grew up with a large group of friends in Lakewood, WA, but somehow I have loss touch with so many of them. I did have several "best friends", but realized that my definition of friends was based on the actual sitcom "Friends". This must have been where the dreamer in me got the situation confused. I was under the impression that the best friends I had were ready to grab life by the horns and ride that mutha right along with me, but somehow that was too far-fetched. I lost them to the daily grind. Ahhh, that daily grind is a beast and some might say it's the perfect living environment for the elusive Monkey Mind! Dun dun duuuuun!
Monkey Mind? You may have heard of this expression, but if you haven't let me explain this little bastard to you. He/she is this sneaky, crafty little animal that hops from tree to tree in your head. Each tree being a new thought, worry, stress, or task. Half of us don't even know it's loose until we crack one day while sitting at our desk or in the car and we feel the "cry bubble" forming in our throat. Yes I said cry bubble. Look it up, I'm sure there is some scientific literature regarding it in the great halls of the medical journals. But back to this monkey business. If we do not tame this creature, it will for sure wreak havoc on our lives. So, now you are asking yourself, what does that have to do with friends Beens? Ahh, it has everything to do with them. See, so many people are consumed by this Monkeys insatiable need to run ramped and free that we are constantly developing new "trees" for he/she to play in. That alone can cause you to neglect life. I too fell victim to the Monkey Mind. I called my monkey Spanx. He was out of control I tell ya! But when I finally caged him, I could see the world much clearer and once again thought my friends had done the same. Oh, but was I wrong. You see, when you aren't trapped by the monkey, you can come off as being too cool or a know it all. I tried to help my friends understand how nice the world could be (glitter glasses) if they take control of their mind. Needless to say, I am no longer friends with my childhood homies.
But don't get all down, there is a good side to this story. I met a wonderful young lady named Sincha who understood my mind and she too had a pair of glitter glasses just like mine! She wanted to have someone who she could go to and lean on during the taming of her monkey and I was up for the challenge. We conquered so much together and are still traveling this life long journey. See, not all was lost. 🙂 The point of this post is to point out the Monkey Minded friends you may have and to allow you the opportunity to make a conscious decision on whether or not you want to continue to subject yourself to their out of control monkey environment or simply recruit a new crew. The choice is yours my friend…the red or the blue pill…you decide.
Deuces!
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