Broken Zen

Lake View

The lake is a place I walk around to think and calm the thoughts running through my head.  I work a lot issues I have out this way, and get some good exercise at the same time.  I wish I could say my morning walk today gave me the clarity I needed, but I found myself getting home feeling more frustrated and irritated than when I walked out the door.  It wasn’t because I couldn’t work through my issues.  I couldn’t even concentrate on my inner monologue long enough to come up with any rational ideas.

I think there were a lot of people that woke up this morning saying to themselves, “Hey, let’s all go to the lake, and get in AllBrokenUp’s way!!!”  And that is just what they did.  Most people have very good walking path etiquette.  I say most, but that still leaves a lot of people who just do not care, and do not care to correct their children either.  So I would like to take this time to thank these specific people:

  • To the lady walking her dog on the retractable leash let all the way out.  Without your thoughtlessness I might not have had the chance to trip over your dog’s leash line when you let him walk across the entire path at the last second before we crossed paths.
  • To the little kids taking up the entire path on your bicycles with your parents right behind you.  I thank you for making those of us walking in the on-coming direction walk in the muck because you are obviously much more superior to everyone else.  We bow in your wake and feel very humbled to do so.
  • To the jogging stroller Moms who feel they must walk side by side to secretly talk (even though WE CAN ALL HEAR YOU) taking up more than 3/4 of the path width.  Yes, I surely can walk on the absolute very edge of the paved path.  Don’t you worry about me almost twisting my ankle in an attempt to stay on and not fall into the rocky stream not even a foot from said edge.  I don’t know why I would think my safety is much more important than your conversation about your husband leaving you alone for the weekend with your 2 kids to go play golf in Vegas with his buddies.  Shame on me for having such selfish thoughts.

I will put this other thing that happened to me separately though because it turned out to be a good solidarity type talk.  A lady who I have seen several times before on my walks stopped me as we crossed paths to ask if I heard about Johnny Depp’s wife filing for divorce.  I’m thinking to myself, “Um, why would you stop me to ask me this odd question?” but I just say that I had not heard this yet.  She goes on to say his wife filed for divorce because he was abusing her and makes reference to my t-shirt so it all clicks.  I just so happened to be wearing my Verizon Stop Domestic Violence t-shirt from a walk we did a few years ago.  I tell her thank you for letting me know, and I would look it up when I got back home.  We smiled and went on our merry opposite ways.

So I’ve decided I’m staying home the rest of the day away from everyone.  It’s a beautiful sunny day, and my backyard looks like a nice peaceful retreat.

 

 

2 thoughts on “Broken Zen

  1. It’s frustrating when our places of contemplation, no matter if they are public places or not, are intruded upon. Spring is upon us, so the multitudes are breaking forth, over the ramparts, lol. BTW, that Johnny Depp thing is messed up. I’ve been reading David McCullough’s “The Wright Brothers” and this quote comes to mind;“We learn much by tribulation, and by adversity our hearts are made better.”

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    1. So very true! I may have to save my contemplation walks for rainy days where clear path can better lead to a clear mind.

      As for Johnny’s situation, it is like any other celebrety couple. We only know what we hear because we aren’t there to actually witness for ourselves. I feel thankful I don’t live in the spotlight. 🙂

      Thanks for the comment and reflection!

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