Wisdom from travellers on the Road Less Travelled – reflections on the search for identity and meaning in life

be a unicorn

Once Upon a Time…

By Bessie

Once upon a time there was a very strange family. The father was a helicopter, the mother was a dolphin and the baby was a horse. But what was even stranger was that the baby horse could also become a dolphin or a helicopter when he wanted.

This troubled the parents a lot. They said he has to choose one thing to be and to be that forever. So they told their baby you have to decide what you want to be and the baby just cried.

“But I love being a helicopter sometimes. Its so fun to fly fast in the air and surprise everyone with my ability” the baby said. “Then be a helicopter” his father said. “But I also love being a dolphin, I feel so friendly and lovable and people love to visit me” said the baby. “Then be a dolphin” his mother said. “But a horse is so magical. It can run like the wind and it has such a brave heart” said the baby. “Well then be a horse” both of his parents said. “But I like to change all the time. It makes life so interesting” said baby. Then his parents said; “but its too confusing for your friends. They never know what you are going to be”. The End.

When I was in school, I had a difficult time making, or should I say, keeping friends. I would get criticized for being wishy-washy, ambiguous, and indecisive. I was so busy trying to be what I thought was helpful that I didnt really become something myself. I guess I had too many wonderful role-models to inspire me. I wanted to be like everyone else. I was like the donkey between 2 piles of hay because he couldn’t decide which one he wanted most.

Life is like that. You have to make a choice and commit, or do you? Ill leave this question for open discussions. Perhaps this is the jumping off point for a philosophical debate.

Bob-Marley

“What is Important in life to me”?

By Dennis

The smile of a baby.

The enjoyment of reading to a four year old niece.

The feeling of accomplishment by doing something that was difficult.

The feeling of using my knowledge and creativity to develop a solution to a problem.

The encouragement of a friend visiting me while I was hospitalized.

A telephone call from a friend.

Going beyond your expected responsibilities to give more and the converse of someone doing the same for you!

Falling on the ice, having an Israeli pick me up and then drive me to my intended destination.

road not taken

What I Would Have Been . . .

By Yehoshua

What I Would Have Been . . .
By Yehoshua

I would have worked as a fireman
But I was afraid of getting burned
I would have worked as a teacher
but to teach, you must have learned
I would have worked in business
If I could hold a job
I would have done
like everyone
but I’d rather stay in bed

I would have been a soldier
But I don’t like to fight
I would have been a scholar
But I can’t read or write
I would have been a doctor
But I hate the sight of blood
I would have been a hiker
but I hate the sight of mud

Oh – OH what I could have been
If I didn’t have to stay in bed
Oh – Well, that’s what I should have been
if not for my poor messed up head
Eventually I’ll get up after some hours
and get around to sniffing the flowers
But in the meantime . . .

I’d like to be a pilot
but I don’t know how to fly
I’d like to be a Mossad agent
but I don’t know how to spy
I wonder where my life would have gone
And where it would have lead . . .

If not for my gosh-dang it rotten stinking messed up head!

keep calm

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3 Responses to Wisdom from travellers on the Road Less Travelled – reflections on the search for identity and meaning in life

  1. Hinda Schryber says:

    brilliant- great writing. i always really enjoy reading this blog! keep it up guys ( and dolls )!

  2. Verne Gruber says:

    Great submissions.
    I think almost every person confronts challenges similar to those so creatively expressed in this issue of Jerusalem Syndrome. The difference is that these challenges are more intense and persistent for people struggling with mental illness.

  3. jenny says:

    Excellent writing and insights! Really enjoyed this issue:)

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