Miss Me? I’m Not That Crazy!
The availiability of putting our words on the fabulous World Wide Web has left each of us with the impression that we are much more important than we actually are. We are even taught tricks to bubble up hit statistics and further over-estimate our value in the lives of others.
Yet while this over-valuing goes on, we undervalue –sadly, so sadly– our importance to those people who are in our real life. Look around.
I’m putting this little preachy bit in to more or less apologize for even putting in this short blog to account for dropping out of cyber-sight and in the middle of sharing a book. Who do I think I am to think there are people out there breathlessly wondering what happened?
Okay, there have been some emails.
I was not kidnapped in Mexico. (With the way I dress? Are you kidding?)
What happened was that I was blessed with a second chance at an active life. After years of denial at my reduced ability to walk or stand, on July 20th I ended up face down on the concierge’s desk in the Mexico City Hilton crying, “Please help me get home. Please. I have tried to put my will ahead of God’s and this God-given body, but I am now on my knees. I now see the truth. And more than just what showed on the MRIs.
I admit: I’m not just a strong person, I am a stubborn person. I am not just strong, I am arrogant enough to think serious physical issues should not happen to me. I am not just a strong person, I am a selfish person. To not take care of myself so that others end up carrying me around is selfish even when what I’m accomplishing may look holy as all get out.
I’ve been off MysteryShrink to recover from a major spine re-construction. This back fix is my second chance. I can either wear this titanium and bone graft spine to dust or I can wake up to a new kind of life where the focus is not always on what “I want.”
My priorities have changed and MysteryShrink will change a bit. Mostly stories. I’ve always hesitated to write anything that resembled a diary or a journal. As my Danish father asked, “why should I think my life is any more interesting than anyone else’s?”
But then, there’s enough psychology at your fingertips, what I can offer is experiences. So more stories to show what works in psychology and what doesn’t and share the joy of life through it all. Onward.
