Perspective Part Deux
I woke up this morning after working/training until 1 AM at around 8:30 am. I stretched, and then put on some gear and decided to go for a walk to the grocery store, which I have never done. I strap on my backpack, plug in my ipod, turn it up and journey. I sang aloud to the songs as I walked, with not a care in the world, acutely aware of each step, and my surroundings. I sang louder, trying my best to keep in tune, although I couldn’t hear the quality of my voice, it felt great to bellow out, Bitter Sweet Symphony, Ghost in My Head, Landmine Spring, and a host of other great tunes. My mind then began to ponder why people care so much about what others think. Why do people care so much? People will refrain from singing aloud if they know they “cannot sing well.” People will be quiet in line at a grocery store, or any public place with others and be mindful of how they are coming off, or behaving around others. Why is that? Why don’t more people move to the music in their headphones, sing and be joyous? I will tell you why, BECAUSE THEY ARE AFRAID OF WHAT OTHERS THINK! I cannot think of anything more ludicrous and more imprisoning spiritually!
Imagine a world where people were spontaneously friendly, and outwardly joyous! Most people deem strangers who are cheerful to be weird or a little off! It is astounding to me that this is the norm. That people find people who are stomping through the world silently, miserably and self consciously to be normal!The insanity of it all just stimulates me even more intellectually to conduct personal experiments or create simple goals which can be incredibly satisfying. For example, today as I walked singing my Ozzy song, I crossed I95 on a bridge and extended my arms wide and peered over at the cars going under it
singing aloud and with great spirit, mind you and felt amazing! I felt amazing that I broke out of my personal shell and sang to the cars below, arms spread wide and smiling, feeling the sunshine on my face and shoulders. Something so simple (my experiment) made me alive, and exhuberant! So simple, right? I cautioned myself not to sing to quietly if I passed someone on the street, for fear of what they may think and stay steady on my path of happiness and feeling AWESOME! That was totally enlivening as well… AND in the Stop and Shop continued in my great mood in line in customer service, leaving my music loud and actually moving to it, and smiling, not giving a fuck what anyone thought! Let me report, that everyone around me was feeling me, was looking my way, smiling and effectived positively by my joy and happiness and state of non-self consiousness. I was alive in a sea of strangers just doing my thing, not allowing them to put a damper on my vibe. As I strolled through the store to pick up that mack daddy au naturale apple cider vinegar, natural honey in glass, a sweet potato, some vine tomatoes and natural dish washing soap AND an ironing board cover that doesn’t resemble my a grandmother’s bad taste in table cloths, for my sewing shop, I listened to great music, and my energy was upbeat, and I found children looking at me, smiling, and other’s awareness of my presence. It was all positive.
I got back to the register with my old school Adidas backpack, camoflage exercise capri length bad ass pants and sports bra top- with oakley wrap shades, ha ha ha.. have to give you the full picture here and my cashier automatically knew I didn’t need a bag and had to fit my items in my back pack! She became enlivened as I interacted with her as well, and was curious to see how I would tetris my shit in my bag and throw that thing, african style on my back to trek back home! We laughed and she got it without me stating the obvious. I ventured out into the norwalk heat, trekking back to my crib with my natural items in my bag, not polluting the air, singing my balls off in the morning sun feeling fucking great to be alive and to have the perspective and the thoughts that I do to appreciate the simple hike that I participated in this am, and felt grateful for the perspective and the things that I learned along the way. Yah, fuckin A…. Just do it people… Simplify, feel it, and stop worrying about all the average people in the world, what they think, and spread some light, joy and happiness without a care in the world. I am sorry if I offend with my cursing, but I find it utterly essential at times to make a point. Lighten up, have some fun with language and always intersperse your curse words with some deep thoughts and great vocabulary. This day kicks major ass…. and I guess I am a rock and roll spiritualist- a little rough around the edges, but certainly always well intentioned.
