The Amish Life.

I was just watching a show on tv about the Amish people and their lifestyle. I remember as a young person in my 20's wishing i could be Amish. I liked the strict lifestyle. The strict rules on how to live and behave. What to believe. In a way it reminded me of how we were raised, being told what to do. Life in the world meant making decisions for ourselves. Decisions we were not taught to make. I wanted to go back to the life were decisions were made for me, even if the result was a beating for disobedience. At least i knew where the boundaries were and there was some security in that. There was a clear right and wrong and you knew very clearly when you had crossed a line. It has taken many years for us to get used to living in the world where the decisions are ours. It has been a tough lesson to learn.

Can You See Me?

Can anyone see me? I sit here in a waiting room. I ride the bus, i walk the shops. Some people smile, others just walk on by. No one can see me. No one can see who i truly am. No one wants to see. I'm invisible. Inside this body you see, we are screaming. Screaming to be seem, to be heard or even just noticed. We scream, wave our arms, jump around. But nobody seems to see a thing. Another day invisible!

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