The recent Amazing weather reanimated the old ‘Must Walk Gene”, as it was an absolutely gorgeous day (must be why they call it “Mother” Nature), i followed the collective decision to get out and enjoy. Walking for me is always a positive. More so in good weather, better yet near water. As i walked and listened to some walking music, it was quite impossible to ignore the healthy energies. Not to mention the general feelings of a positive nature, projected by those doing likewise. Sometimes you can just feel the Love.

Folks were out celebrating the end of winter and a new beginning. Some were out to exercise, others to just enjoy the simple beauty. Still others, were out to enjoy each other. Folks of all ages, sizes, and colors acting in unison, to enrich. At times like these i notice how much more open and approachable folks become.

It appeared to be snowing good feelings and intentions. This invisible snow storm of positives, brought a secure comfort like sometimes experienced in or after class at The Boston School of Boabom. As i walked, the baggage i had been carrying drifted away, just like in class. My problems were lessened and cleansed by the exercise. With help from the positive atmosphere. After some time and distance i no longer needed the music. The fog lifted and my ability to think in the moment returned. This allowed the opportunity to see clearly and even meditate a bit.

The surroundings and general atmosphere allowed my Boabom improved noggin to consider more than just the obvious. To look into and through what is supposed to be. Hopefully to maybe someday, see what could be. The imaginary snow analogy led to a realization of how we all, are together yet still insulated from each other, our true feelings and our potential.

In the past, or at least not so much any more, i would act as the occasion demanded. A different me for when with the guys, at work, at home or whenever. Never acting true and honest but living in the role, of one acting a part. In this i gave great performances, spot on character portrayals. Yes quite a character, but never pure and true in the moment.

It occurred to me that we interact with each other while suspended in our imaginary snow globes. The liquid buoys and suspends our self made images. The many snow flakes, are the experiences and memories that we have accumulated. When stirred up they come raining back down upon us. This in an never ending cycle till we find a way to release ourselves from our self made and imagined globe. Boabom is my WAY of freeing myself to breathe the air of truth and possibilities, which can only be found in the most positive present. Soooooooo take a moment, get outside, and take a deep breath of freedom. It’s a start my friends it’s a start.

Sojammmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!!!!!!

–Anonymous Student (Boabom North)