That Damn Koala!

I think the mental health journey, or any health journey, is a serious endeavor. I also think we can have some fun with it.

Third day of intention setting. Of course, the medication is not working yet, but just the practice and routine of setting the intention is helping. It is something that I am doing actively, as opposed to allowing the day to pass by passively.

It is an hour I set aside for myself in the evening, as I walked through in my last post.

I was deep into my hour, deep into my intention. I had moved from recliner to my desk where I was participating in the guided mediation. Eyes closed, deep within myself, listening the guide, emptying myself of everything to feel the touch, hear the wind outside, smell and taste.

And then a damn koala fell on a tin roof!

No, I don’t live anywhere near koalas, except for the ones they have at the Philadelphia Zoo. I was talking to a friend last week who lives in Australia. During the conversation, there was ruckus and I could hear her shooing something away.

I asked of course. She explained that a tree above her house is a koala’s favorite spot to look for love. He occasionally falls out of the tree onto her roof. The mental image stuck.

Within my meditation, I am shooing this koala out of it. I’m explaining to it that I am seeking inner peace and clarity. It needs to get the hell out of here so I can get back to it.

He flips me the bird.

I’m laughing so hard, I nearly pee myself. Out loud, with the comfortable voice in the background, I’m belly laughing.

Little f*cker.

I’m sure there is a lesson in here somewhere. I know there is. But I’ll just laugh a little more and hope you do as well.

Aloha

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