A few weeks ago I read a headline in the paper, "Family Concerned for Missing Psychic". I kept thinking, he's a psychic--didn't he know this was going to happen? If the family is really concerned, why don't they hire another psychic? Things like this bother me. There are questions you never get to ask, and no one ever answers.
It's funny how we paralyze ourselves in a crisis, or a seeming crisis. All the power belongs to us, the power to love, or heal, or run screaming from the room, but we wring our hands and surrender it at every turn. Missing psychics are funny, but we do the same thing with alcoholism or anger or family conflict. We wait for things to change. We wait for news or permission. We distract ourselves and make weird bargains. After the first of the year, we say to ourselves, or when I get my new job. Things will get better. We're just having a rough time right now.
The thing is, things don't get better unless we acknowledge where we're hurting and change. The hurt and anger we feel are trying to tell us something important. And we have an essential choice, to either stay stuck and ignore the lesson, or be still and hear what is in our hearts. Too often in our lives we'll scream at the top of our lungs about the dishes or the phone bill, but we have the hardest time telling each other what we really need. We live with what's missing and let it overtake us. We live with a huge hole in our hearts.
Or, we could hire a psychic. If his family ever finds him.
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