Trip

I love diving into the deep pool of human observation and reflecting upon our differences and similarities. What I love most about it is when I have one of those moments where an epiphany walks up and slaps me between the eyes with an “aha moment” that trips me out better than any acid or shrooms ever could. I begin floating in the groovy-ness of the concept and I let my thoughts waft through the realm of possibilities. It’s the epitome of a mind trip, a good one anyhow. I love it and it’s free, easily accessible, and no brain cells are killed in the process.

I had a friend ask me one time if I thought my mind was open to these natural “highs” because of my prior recreational drug use. Honestly, I’m not sure. I’d like to think that it’s just life experiences that have brought me to where I am. Drug use was a part of those experiences but so was a lot of living and seeing from all kinds of perspectives. It’s that whole Native American thing about walking in someone else’s shoes. If you really lend yourself to that concept, it’s amazing what you will learn.

We’re all on the same journey. We’re just taking different paths to get there. My path might be different than yours but it doesn’t mean it is any better or worse than yours either. If you get to the end first, wait for me, I’m getting there, probably faster than I want but slower than I should. Oh well, it’s my trip, and what a trip it is!