“It’s just another day in paradise
As you stumble to your bed
You’d give anything to silence
Those voices ringing in your head
You thought you could find happiness
Just over that green hill
You thought you would be satisfied
But you never will-
Learn to be still”
Today is the day that Tywana and Kayla come back from their mini-vacation Tywana’s sister’s house. I’ve been alone for the last three days and it’s been rough. I’ve always liked solitude, but now too much time to think is not always the best thing.
Last week, when I was talking to the girl who was considering suicide, I was racking my brain to come up with reasons to give her to stay around. Meanwhile, in the back of my mind, I’m thinking, “If you’re going, take me with you.” I’m reading a book right now that starts off with the foreword that pretty much says “We don’t advocate suicide.” The biggest reason our society tries to ignore death is it makes us uncomfortable, we’re frightened of it. On the flip side, if you know what awaits you, you might go rushing home. I wrote a couple of weeks ago about a tribe that genuinely lives as if the afterlife is a reality. Suicide is extremely common among them because they consider death like moving from one house to another.
When you go on vacation, there comes a time that no matter how great the vacation is, you’re just ready to go home. Vacation is relaxing and exciting, but you start to miss home where you can truly be comfortable again.
As I was contemplating all of this this morning, I was inspired to play the Eagles’ “Hell Freezes Over” album. The first cut is “Get Over It” which kicked me right in the butt. The fourth is “Learn to Be Still”. OK. Got it. Message received.
