Waiting To Be Rescued

 

Listening to all the news about when the earth moves under your feet and all fall down and if you’re not squashed like a grape, you are stuck in space, waiting to be rescued.

You got time to think while waiting for someone else to rescue you. The same if you are alone on an island in the middle of the ocean or floating out in space with your ride home losing air pressure.

Early in life, when you are enable to take care of yourself, one of the taller older people tell you when to wake, what to wear, how to eat and poop until you are pushed out in the world.

Do you look for a partner to rescue you? Do you hope another authorities figure, like a preacher or doctor or a police officer, can save you? Do you read volumes of articles hoping for an answer? Do you actively seek out groups to advise you with no real answer?

As long as we are dependent on another to rescue you, it may be a long wait. If you seek the solution in substances, may not be but a short-term disappointment and now you need to be rescued from going down the rabbit hole.

Or you may rescue someone else?

It is good there are those people who will dig through rubble stinking of death searching for someone to rescue. It is good there are people who you can call in an emergency who will come with a blanket and a warm cup and a helping hand. It is good that there are people who will open their wallets for strangers. When you go into that sports bar during the big game, will a stranger rescue you?

Were you rescued? Did you find your way out? What happened next?

Perhaps that isolated island is fine to be independent with no one else needed to help?

When someone comes by to rescue you, just say, “No thanks.”