The good part of my job crops it’s head up every now and then. Like today, someone placed an order and asked if the materials we offer mention anything about why people are born with Down Syndrome, or Bi-Polar. We explored reasons, is it Karma? Does something just go wrong in the physical body? She mentioned that she works with these types of people, and while they are not all together there, you can sense their soul. We talked about how loving they are. I mentioned that maybe they volunteer to come here that way this time because it gives the people around them the opportunity to advance spiritually. Mentally challenged people can take a lot of patience and unconditional love. Maybe they give us the gift of gaining and adding something to our spirits in our interactions with them. Maybe they are the heroes of this play. The lady I talked to was very nice, and just said that she has always wondered. I relate, because there are so many things I have always wondered since I was a little girl. Deep and brooding things, spiritual and eternal things. When I first came to work here in 1997 it was like a smorgasbord of answers, I was fucking fascinated and felt like the luckiest girl in the world that my ‘job’ entailed researching the mysteries of life, and helping others do their research too. Others who are just like me with their questions and their wondering. Maybe I should be looking more at what is right, rather than wrong, trying to see more of the good, rather than the bad, seeing what is good in these people instead of just what drives me crazy about them on a regular basis. I guess today I realize this has not all been in vain. I really was meant to be here. It was kind of like a present, and it almost makes me cry to think how much God likes me to satisfy my curiosity and takes measures to help me find the answers, the clues. It wasn’t all worthless or a mistake.
Are You An Earth Angel? - Author Unknown
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