Nothing More Than Feelings

My first time I wanted to get away from negative feelings, I signed-up to be a Marine, and moved to Virginia.

I figured if I could get strong physically, with a world renowned military group, I would become impenetrable to withstand negative feelings. That helped a lot – but only for awhile.

That ended in a Leadership Failure after a – No Tell, Please Don’t Ask – exit interview. Two years later, I found out all my platoon buddies were killed from a car bomb in Beruit on October 18, 1983. Well, okay, I’m still alive, even though I’m a failure–now what?

Oh, I know, I’ll move to San Francisco and sit at the dock of the bay and drop in and tune out!

But, city stress didn’t go away–and made it worse more often than not:

I thought eating ice cream would help, but it just made me feel sick. Here’s a friend before he realizes he made a big mistake!

I realized the only way to stay right-sized with my feelings was to pray to God.

Sure enough, the Gods of the Muniverse helped me on to a career I fell in love with.