I'm not sure because I have not asked around on this particular issue but I am reasonably certain that I am the only juvenile detention officer or GLC (Group Life Coordinator) who sprays his sandals with lavender water before coming to work. It's not that I believe it will somehow elevate my consciousness or cleanse my aura. It's that after a few days at work my hiking sandals start to stink. I have noticed that I am the only staff that wears hiking sandals and Hawaiian shirts even in the middle of winter. A few people have observed and commented on my apparel but for the most part I am accepted as the token offbeat creative slightly out of sync with the popular culture paradox.
I just came to accept that I make a pretty crappy detention officer. I can't figure out all these keys. I'm at that point in my life where few things make me feel I have to raise my voice. The years have passed too many suns now to keep me mean any longer. I have a tough time taking all these rules seriously and I still suffer from the naive and idealistic stance that if we all tried a little harder,meditated a little more and laughed at ourselves at least once a day things would work out a little better.
I have noticed that most everybody else wears cowboy boots, "business casual" or sturdy tennis shoes. They see my sandals with my pale winter toes poking through and they either shudder or put me in the watch closely category. Maybe they think I'm just trying to be weird or different but the reality is I never had to try to be weird or different. That comes to me just as naturally as breathing.
The reality is that my feet just get really hot quite easily. This may have come from a lifetime of either going barefoot or wearing sandals and mocassins or perhaps it's a condition which only a practitioner of Chinese medicine can cure. When I wear sock and shoes indoors (which seems quite barbaric to me) my feet sweat. Sandals with closed toes are the best option.
A few months into this ride I can say I have already made changes. Kid in JAIL have yoga mats in their rooms. A few months from now a labyrinth outlined by lavender plants will grace a spot that is now a lawn. We toss swords, do yoga and meditate. "The future's so bright I gotta wear shades."
I just came to accept that I make a pretty crappy detention officer. I can't figure out all these keys. I'm at that point in my life where few things make me feel I have to raise my voice. The years have passed too many suns now to keep me mean any longer. I have a tough time taking all these rules seriously and I still suffer from the naive and idealistic stance that if we all tried a little harder,meditated a little more and laughed at ourselves at least once a day things would work out a little better.
I have noticed that most everybody else wears cowboy boots, "business casual" or sturdy tennis shoes. They see my sandals with my pale winter toes poking through and they either shudder or put me in the watch closely category. Maybe they think I'm just trying to be weird or different but the reality is I never had to try to be weird or different. That comes to me just as naturally as breathing.
The reality is that my feet just get really hot quite easily. This may have come from a lifetime of either going barefoot or wearing sandals and mocassins or perhaps it's a condition which only a practitioner of Chinese medicine can cure. When I wear sock and shoes indoors (which seems quite barbaric to me) my feet sweat. Sandals with closed toes are the best option.
A few months into this ride I can say I have already made changes. Kid in JAIL have yoga mats in their rooms. A few months from now a labyrinth outlined by lavender plants will grace a spot that is now a lawn. We toss swords, do yoga and meditate. "The future's so bright I gotta wear shades."
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