tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10246967.post-72438005908938344442008-05-07T12:12:00.000-04:002008-05-09T07:59:14.684-04:00My mind—an undisciplined animal running amok---brings me little comfort. I need to lose my mind. I need to be set loose from my mind. I need to realize that I am not my mind. Not my mind? Lose my mind? Or perhaps loosen my mind?<br /><br />I feel sad that my mind has its way with me so much of the time. It roams freely—perhaps too freely---dragging me violently along, the way a child will pull a puppy down the sidewalk against its will.<br /><br />Sitting for five or ten minutes at a time is enough to give me pause, to realize the wild untamed nature of my mind.<br /><br />I need a retreat.Keith, RNhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03581947410641941224noreply@blogger.com