Fill Up Your Wheelbarrow!

It’s raining pebbles, and your wheelbarrow is filling up!

You have accepted the job of pushing a wheelbarrow up a gradual slope to the top of a long and graceful climb, with a beautiful view at the summit. Cold tea and lemonade are waiting on ice.

It’s easy at first. The barrow is new. The wheel rolls firmly and smoothly.

But then it starts raining small rocks. They don’t hurt you, and most plink off the barrow, but some start collecting.

After a while, the barrow doesn’t roll as smoothly because it’s taking on weight. The slope of the hill is working harder against your strength and momentum.

Eventually, the barrow fills, becomes unmanageable, and tips over, taking you and it tumbling down the hill.

You lose.

Try it again, but don’t try to be a superhero this time. Instead, stop and dump the barrow consistently, emptying the small pebbles.

Make it to the top fast. Get your pay.

Drink the lemonade.

Hell, make yourself an Arnold Palmer 🧋

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Your life is the hill.

You are the wheelbarrow.

The rocks are pressure from the outside world.

The barrow filling up, tipping over, and falling is your depression, your addiction, your cruelty, your divorce, and the stress disease trying to kill you.

Falling down the mountain is an early death and suicide.

Emptying the wheelbarrow consistently is meditation.

Stop fooling around with your life and turn inward.

Meditate 20 minutes, twice every day.

Empty your wheelbarrow, dummy.