Blog 75 Just Fix It (Gary)

Just Fix It (Gary)

Anyway, I felt the world was in chaos, and my mother’s whining about work and relationships (be they friends, coworkers, or lovers) certainly reinforced my feeling that the world needed to change. I wasn't sure how I was going to do it, but I was going to search hard for the core problem so I could fix it. It must have been the beginning of the search for manhood because God knows men love to fix shit.

Even now, as I grind my way up The Hill, I am plotting on ways to fix it. The world, that is. What can I do to make a greater difference? I don't even think about what I have done being a therapist. That's just what I do. I want a sign that tells me in big red letters, or something. Good question. How will I know I’ve made a difference? I think I will see something somewhere that quotes me, repeats my lines and moves a whole lot of people to action. Yes, and, I really like the idea of something I say on a big billboard somewhere. Red letters would be good: “World Peace now effected by Walking The Hill, written by the clods, Mark and Gary.”

No, I don't necessarily need my name on it. I just like knowing that I created a ritual that is in use by the local men’s organization, Momentum, which formerly was called Nation of Men. That's pretty cool. I don't see my name, but I see my imprint, and see the energy that comes from it. That works for me.

Have you ever asked the question, “What will I leave behind?”

Money is fun to spend, and it can fill your bank account. But filling my spiritual account means more to me. That never goes away, and that matters, not when I’m standing at the gate of heaven: It matters here.

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