There are some moments in life when you really can see that just about any thing that runs your way can turn out as a positive. These moments can only take shape when you accept the fact that your life is your own; it is your job to direct it as you see fit. Happiness is one's own to control.
My office runs the full gamete of stress and workload for a variety of reasons, but my co-worker Amanda and I have worked out how put a great barrier in the stream of negativity and direct that flow into the plains of joy where the water gets all rainbowy and pretty. It's called running. Office life is stagnant and in human, often without any creative expressions or ways to have a good time (if you don't get your jollies from 10key and printing labels). Well, when Amanda and I are having an off day, or a good day for that matter, we randomly run around. Sure the desinations of our short sprints have their need but it is in the getting there that we get to find some personal worth.
She is a purveyor of the knee bent, feet close to the ground with bent arms pumping wildly sprint, where I like to take mine in leaps; floating midair and feeling like a dandelion puff settling to the ground with a sigh. I shit you not, my eyes actually glaze over with joy in the fleeting moment away from all of the stress, but the beauty of it is that realizing the fact that you have actually just leapt down the hallway in a governmental building makes you smile at how silly it is, and then a piece of that happiness carries on therefore; decreasing mental strain and in turn increasing productivity.
Soon perhaps this method of workplace therapy may become lost in the sea of paperwork for which even my highest leap may not bring me out. But until that day I will continue to listen to the Greenbelt Collective at high volumes so xylophones are heard cubical away, decorate my space with a pride triangle, VPL Speaking Series poster, an Upcoming Events wall with private views splattered with pictures of my friends and places that inspire me to sit here all day and do what I can to make Canada better on days where I feel up to the task.
Saturday, April 12, 2008
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