Where are the answers?

 

 

Who holds the solutions?

 

 

I’ve been to church and prayed to God.

 

 

“Please help me solve this crisis, please help me out of this mess.”

 

 

 

I’ve been to the casinos and wished for wealth. “Please buy me a beach house, please pay my tolls.”

 

 

 

 

You could say I’ve been stuck and just couldn’t find my own way out. I’ve been on the ferris wheel of repeated prayers and repeated requests of fixing one struggle so I can be placed into another. It took a trip to Atlantic City for me to find the answers to the above mentioned inquiries. It was here I was able to get past the churches, beyond the casinos, cross traffic and choose not to get on the ferris wheel. And there I saw the most beautiful sky. I saw inside - myself.