As it turns out, my housemate is a gunsmith and finally got me to agree to go to the shooting range with him the other day. I'm usually reluctant, as of late, to handle any weapons because I really don't care to remember what I can and can't do with them. But for reasons that I couldn't quite put my finger on, I agreed. Out of his arsenal, we brought an AR15, a Glock, and a 1911. What started out as a warm up distance of 15 feet soon grew to 40 feet and then 50. Accept in the case of the AR15 that ended up dysfunctional due to trigger issues, I managed to nail the bulls-eye 90% of the time. I attribute this to not actually using my own firearms where I might've been closer to 95%. Admittedly, I thought of the very short list I keep in my living will instructions and felt at peace with letting those debts go. "I'm gonna get you sucka!" is what I thought as I squeezed the trigger. Yep. I wasn't always a doctor, but I'm glad I became one so I could put down the 'proverbial' sword and maybe live a normal life--one that's more abundant.
There is a struggle that goes on in all of us that has been happening since the dawn of time; it is the struggle between the better and worst parts of our humanity. Our basic person is largely uncivilized and barbaric when put to the test. All of time, we have worked on becoming more refined, learned to socialize between cultures, and develop the more socially appropriate parts of our person that often reflected in what kind of personality we have. There is no doubt that certain types of personalities have a greater propensity to be 'uncivilized' as there are others that are wired to be protectors, and some that are born to lead as well as follow. Some of us have an obligation to lead while a number of us to protect and the majority follow. I'm at times unsure where I fall in all of those categories, but it is a struggle some moments more than others given certain situations and people. Every day is different, and the more I listen to the news and the shootings that are happening all over the country and in the world makes me wonder if its time, again, to remember how to give people their options while pointing a weapon at them. Like most extreme situations, my training takes over my normal human response. I'm emotionless. I think. I react tactically, and I take action. The situation is handled, and I usually walk away smiling like I just got off the beach after a few ice teas with some chips and guacamole. It's good in extreme situations but bad in relational ones. Hahaha. :/ After we ran out of ammo, we left, and to my surprise a blue, Italian car with a Minnesota plate was in traffic with us on the way back. I smiled (Cause I focus on the better parts of the experience), and I actually waved because what are the chances of actually running into someone on the freeway in traffic. Very Slim. Bruce Started to play..One Step Up. "Same sad story that's a fact, one step up and two steps back. When I look at myself I don't see the man I wanted to be...somewhere along the line I stepped off track." When I look back at it all, she was a good gal doing her best to improve and just be, and I am grateful I got to share some the experience with her. And, then the piano keys began playing in my head shortly there after..Dion's It's all coming back to me now...
On a different note, the Malibu gig is working out pretty well with what has become my early transition into it. I was going to begin providing days of service in January, but it worked out that I could do it sooner, and I love the drive, and the office. The lead doc has plenty of experience and the patients are really nice. Thus far, I've only received good praise from the patients I've put my hands on there, and this is a good thing because up until I arrived, they'd been getting adjusted by one of the best chiropractors in the region. And if they feel I'm doing as good of a job as the lead doc, that means I'm not to shabby of a chiropractor. I partly thought this might be true before because of the patients that began following me around the area when I worked for the 'corporation,' and its true, that some people just hadn't been adjusted before with good power or skill, but in the end, the numbers told a story that I had no idea was happening. Adjustment by adjustment, patients were leaving their 'established' doctor to find me and only me after the first or second visit. It's true, and I guess that means I learned a thing or two in my very short six years of practicing in comparison to the 20+ year experienced docs. LOL. That's a wrap...I might add a section towards the end of the day, but I'm waiting to see how today goes. Hahaha. #Whatsmissingingthispicture #GetAdjustedToTheGoodLife #Californiadreaming
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