Hmmm a square peg going into a round hole?
Where do I fit in
Where do I fit in in life
What’s my purpose
I don’t know
I just feel like I am
I’m not getting it
I don’t seem to be
You know just really creating what I want in my life
Or in the world
I just feel like
I am just existing
I am not doing my part
It is not about doing
It is about being
It is not what you can accomplish
It is really about how you feel
How you go about your day
How you view your self
Let me call upon you now.
Every thought calls you.
Every breath calls you.
As the waves come upon the shore, so do I call you.
Let me feel you press upon me.
Do you stare upon me as I look to see you?
So much is unseen, unheard, unknown, yet surely there.
Lift my senses into the higher realms.
The waiting is over.
I ask for a drop, and you give me buckets, oceans.
Light my way.
Let it be easy and sure and powerful.
You all seem to talk in one voice.
I grew up as a basketball buff. Once I was a player, and a person who follows the sport, in all phases: professionally, college, high school, grade school.
And the thing that I remember is that a lot of people tell you, “You couldn’t do it. You couldn’t make it because other people are better than you.” And I constantly fought that.
Thank you for allowing me meaningful work.
Work I believe in, work I am interested in.
Work that is like play for me.
I appreciate my current job, my current situation.
Let me see it in a different way.
Please bless my frustration. Show me how to relax.
I know you hear my longing for better work,
More suited to my temperament, my gifts, my interests.
I feel good about this, knowing you are arranging my right livelihood.
Beyond my awareness, people and events are happening,