“IF YOU COULD READ MY MIND, LOVE”. On LIFE when you arrive at CROSSROADS.

AT SOME POINT IN OUR LIVES

we are bound to reach a major crossroad or an unexpected turning ….

Then we’ve got to take stock of ourselves and choose.

Should it be this treacherous left turn

or the one fronting the right which appears to be meandering nowhere?

Our love. Our job. Our future may all hang upon that one critical choice. So be wise,  choose carefully.

By making that fateful decision, the lives of families and friends, and some people whose paths we will cross later based upon that choice, will hang in that balance.

This is life, that is fate.

As we go on life’s journey, we are forever making friends, enemies and choices, smart ones, bad ones.

And one thing will lead to another.

Just listen to the lyrics of this song:

IF YOU COULD READ MY LIFE, LOVE.

“If you could read my mind, love,
What a tale my thoughts could tell.
Just like an old time movie,
‘Bout a ghost from a wishing well.
In a castle dark or a fortress strong,
With chains upon my feet.
You know that ghost is me.
And I will never be set free
As long as I’m a ghost that you can’t see.

If I could read your mind, love,
What a tale your thoughts could tell.
Just like a paperback novel,
The kind the drugstores sell.
When you reached the part where the heartaches come,
The hero would be me.
But heroes often fail,
And you won’t read that book again
Because the ending’s just too hard to take!”

LIFE can be “Oh-so-PURR-FECT” if you ALLOW it to BE.

A brimming PICTURE of PERFECTION can be MARRED by internal TURMOIL.

IMAGINE this scenario:

You are indoors and outside it’s pelting heavily.

Showers can be a pretty sight to behold.

The darting raindrops hit against the glass window, putting on an impressive display as they form creative circles of droplets.

A Barry Manilow ballad booms from a pair of stereo speakers at the far corner of the room.

Out on the porch a pair of wind chimes are vibrating against the breeze.

You espy a small river nearby, and the waters are glistening in last yawn of twilight.

The sight is therapeutic, instilling the sudden spurts of thoughts on living and loving as they are brought to mind.

Aren’t these inseparable companions?

MIKE DOOLEY says it all in this poem:

“If you just look

at all that already exists in your life,

all that you already have:
unlimited air to breathe,
ample lighting to see,
music to hear, books to read,
stars to dream by, trees to gaze at,
floors to dance on,
friends to cavort with,
enemies to befriend,
strangers to meet,

woods to walk through,
beaches to comb, rocks to scale,
rains to cleanse you, rivers to float you,
animals to comfort you,
you do have to admit,
there’s more of it than you could ever,
ever, ever spend.

But try anyway.”

We make a choice when we allow our thoughts to become us.

LIFE can be “Oh-so-PURR-FECT” …..

But only if you ever ALLOW it to BE.

HECK, I'D LIKE TO BELIEVE THAT I CAN.

You wake up this morning in a state of delirium,

Because the night before you could hardly sleep,

Worse, during the day you couldn’t even settle for forty winks.

You check your disheveled face in the mirror for tell-tale signs.

And what do you see?

A poker face staring back at you in bewilderment?

Friend, then you don’t like yourself very much.

Because mirrors don’t lie …..

For most of us, stress is a facet of life.

So how are we going to confront and not confound the issue?

Everybody knows:

You can’t be all things to all people.

You can’t do all things at once.

You can’t do all things equally well.

You can’t do all things better than everyone else.

Your humanity is showing just like everyone else’s.

So:

You have to find out who you are, and be that.

You have to decide what comes first, and do that.

You have to discover your strengths, and use them.

You have to learn not to compete with others,

Because no one else is in the contest of *being you*.

Then:

You will have learned to accept your own uniqueness.

You will have learned to set priorities and make decisions.

You will have learned to live with your limitations.

You will have learned to give yourself the respect that is due.

And you’ll be a most vital mortal.

Dare To Believe:

That you are a wonderful, unique person.

That you are a once-in-all-history event.

That it’s more than a right, it’s your duty, to be who you are.

That life is not a problem to solve, but a gift to cherish.

And you’ll be able to stay one up on what used to get you down.

CLIMB EVERY MOUNTAIN as what JULIE ANDREWS sang in the SOUND OF MUSIC?

Heck, I really like to believe that I CAN.