The body’s journey, written on itself.
I love that sentence. All of life is in it. Find a profession, a job, that you don’t mind having written on your body, your bones, the callous of your hands, the lines in your face. Will you have bitter lines or laughter wrinkles? Find something you don’t mind seeing in the mirror twenty or fifty years from now. This is the best advice for any young person, although they will probably not get it, will laugh or shrug their shoulders and continue with whatever they are doing.
I read that sentence in the novella The Marylebone Drop, in the collection Standing by the Wall, from the series Slough House, by Mike Herron. I am reading the novella collection because I already finished all eight books in the series.
of course
hopefully, all young people’s life is blessed/joyful.
Everybody wants that.
it’s nieve thinking,
nobody cares, not really
always hopeful,.. but after awhile, the crap wears you down
( involved in another situation that is baffling me ….some phd’s went on strike, it is impacting over 600 students…..highly educated (mature?) adults who can’t resolve their conflict …it’s beyond ridiculous.)
A “calling” is a sacred thing, but I felt so many hooks and tethers pulling this way and that, it took a long while to find my way. That being said, I feel much more love and compassion for this body…my companion on the journey.