Monday, March 13, 2006

Box Building and Pole Hanging





Box Building and Pole Hanging
As metaphors for life and the challenges, we face.

Lost, lonely in the dark freezing rain
Found by caring stranger, holds on, never letting go until in a safe place
Warm soft, safe, caring, surrounded by people whose Job it is to help  
When settled in, feeling safe  and communication lines are open, explains the process of life as odd shaped  blocks and Boxes , that must be fitted in there respective holes
Once a box is completed, it opens and you climb out feeling a sense of accomplishment and freedom
All of us are all in boxes that we make for ourselves
The difficulty of being young is like being in a small box
Success at small easy boxes is important to learn, that’s is why school is so important, Gives us time to grow  
Sometimes we make a box so difficult, that it is almost impossible to do. Failure can have a devastating effect on some people

Other times life is like a pole that hangs out over a 1000 ft drop, we hang out there on the pole daring someone to notice. Many people can see us out there Family, Friends, Co–workers, still we stay out there for so long sometimes.
Hanging on for along time ignoring friends, family and those in our lives that help and teach us, to show how strong we are to them
Fingers slipping
Family turns away, cannot watch you fall
The crowd below is gone; they have seen it all before, you have hung out there so long they do not see that you are in trouble and that you want help that you need help.
Finally, someone noticed
They grab on and will not let go until your safe

Some friends help, some help only for a while, others take and hurt while they call you friend.
Are your friends helping and encouraging your box building or are you only helping them?
  Did someone push you into hanging everything on the line every day you get up and out of bed? Do you want us to see you hanging there? Looking for a way out of the mess, you feel you are in.  

  


2 Comments:

At 6:27 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

hi Jay

powerful insight
my 20 yr old son couldnt hold on any longer.. as we all watched him fall..that was oct of 2003 and i cannot bear it
i hope all who read your words realize how important kindness and compassion are=especially to someone going thru a bad time
its a lonely road and not much help is available
thankyou
Lost Mom

 
At 7:23 PM, Blogger Jay In Colorado said...

Losing a child is the worst When I lost my son in march of 2001 I barely made it through BUT I DID and i now have a great challenging new job and a new future too I will always miss him and I will always wonder why but I know there is more for me in this life and I will do my best to see him again in the hereafter I hope my words make some sense I was just trying to get my mind around the huge thing called life to put it into perspective and maybe help someone else too thanks for writing back Jay

 

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