LEAVE THE DRIVING TO US

Remember that tagline that Greyhound used to use? "Take the bus and leave the driving to us." Driving back and forth to New York City yesterday, with my son asleep on the seat beside me for most of the way back, I thought he certainly had the right idea—how much nicer it is to let someone else drive.

So, of course, the thought immediately expanded into the idea of letting someone else do the driving for my life. If I were to do this, whom would I trust? Would I let my Higher Self drive? Or Buddha, Christ or Krishna? I guess I’d let any one of them drive.

God has been good to me in this life. I am filled to overflowing with the view of this incredibly beautiful planet. I feel it is my duty to share my journey with the world—to describe my life as openly and honestly as I can—to give it back.

We all have our own views of things, and mine is no more important than yours. Although my particular experience is uniquely mine, it is something anyone can relate to. What I have to offer—like we all have to offer—is my personal perspective on what I see. When I share what I see, I somehow feel more human.

"Leaving the driving to us" makes all the sense in the world on so many levels. The more I leave the driving to someone else, the more time I have to enjoy the view—and the more I have to share.

The more I think of it, the more I like the idea—at this stage of my life—of just stepping aboard a rickety old bus and going along for the ride.