Today I am happy to be sharing a guest blog post from D/C Russ. I recently read one of his books and was blown away by it. D/C is out there living by faith and blazing his own trail. I hope you enjoy this as much as I do.
The Man in the Leather Jacket
The sadness felt good. I was sure not to move a muscle. I didn’t want to disturb the feeling. Let it come. It strengthened me. Made me whole.
“Why do people run from this feeling,” I thought…
I rolled with it. Cream playing in the background made me feel like I was in a white room with black curtains.
I was really focusing on the latter. I didn’t want to lose the feeling. It reminds me of the good old days.
The leather jacket turns me into what some people say I’m not. I become a different person. So I wear it with pride. Only I know this facet of me is real. It’s a part of me that I choose to allow. Not refuse…
People get themselves in trouble trying to be someone they’re not. Just be who you are, as many people as you want.
People aren’t designed to fit in a box. If they were, I suppose they’d work in cubicles. Some people do.
“Why,” I asked myself…
“I’ll never know. Fear, maybe…?”
Shit, I missed my exit.
Wait, that’s a good thing.
I’ll just keep going. Where? I don’t know.
I felt a strange, warm sensation sweep over me behind a curtain of cigar smoke.
Chills ran up my spine when I realized that navigating the Universe is much like navigating the mind.
You have a destination in mind. You think you know how to get there…
But your fallibility leads you in a slightly different direction.
So enjoy the ride. Enjoy the uncertainty. Enjoy the darkness and the lack of clarity.
Because there will never be a moment quite like that. Creativity spawns from these moments like a demon from hell.
A demon that adds a richness to life. I’m reminded of a saying from a distant old friend I never met in this life: “‘Tis nothing good or bad, but thinking makes it so.”
What did he say? Nothing.
That means nothing. That includes sadness and demons of solitude and darkness.
To fear is to run. To accept is to embrace.
You weren’t put here just to giggle.
You were put here to experience. To have an emotional journey. A rollercoaster of feelings.
You’re sad? Good, it was supposed to happen.
So how do you plan to respond, comrade?
Not sure? Then just feel. Just allow it to come in.
(Just then, a gleam caught my eye.)
“Sure, Universe, I’ll take a moment to see the vista…”
I turned around, kicking open the door and hurling out of the car, only to stand there as still as a rock, puffing the last few moments of the cigar. Radio still bellowing out a muffled tune off in the distance.
I must’ve scared the hell out of the cute couple in their late teens who came to catch the view for the sake of romance.
But it’s good for them. Maybe my aura rubbed off on them. Maybe they caught a glimpse of life for the man in the leather jacket driving the 1980 black diesel Mercedes.
“Just maybe they caught a taste…”
Put yourself in another man’s jacket and take on his persona. You might find something you like there.
After all, you’re not just one person. You’re many. And no one says you can’t experience being any person you’d like.
Just like no one’s stopping you from doing anything you want.
You can do anything you want. You can be any one you want.
Be them all.
Sit and choose, pick and lose. The mind’s eye is what perceives.
Allow yourself to wear it. His writing…his style…his jacket.
That’s all for now…
I need to hang up my jacket.