I find Hermes in every sport, in every walk/jog/run I take. I find him in every trophy or award I’ve ever won for a competition/contest. I find him in the gym, on every track, every path worn into the earth and paved by us. Every moment of exertion, pushing the bar as one gets stronger and gains more endurance.
I find Hermes in libraries, every archive, every place where information is stored. I fins him in the books that pass on knowledge, anything written down for another person to get their hands on and digest either in one sitting or multiple. I find him in every story told either by word of mouth or published. I find him roaming libraries and bookstores through the fiction and nonfiction, just another person browsing. I find him in the inspirations that fuel all our dreams, every career or passion we have that fills our life and makes it all worthwhile.
I find him with every receptionist in any office (both misc. businesses and at the doctors). Every bank and call center known to him like the back of his hand. I find him in every ambulance and E.R. where those that need immediate help can get it, the chance to save a life and help those badly injured without any time to wait. He’s in hospitals, in the rooms where people say goodbye to loved ones – where they stay in those last moments to save it to memory. In mourning and comfort for those left behind and those who are passing on satisfied and cared for. Hermes is there in every pharmacy, every place prescriptions are filled, with every psychiatrist, psychologist, and therapist and with those that are mentally ill/disabled. All in his care, out in the world during day to day life or moments where the psych ward/hospital are necessary.
He can be found where games are played, any meal to indulge in — any table to sit at home or in public. He’s there where slight of hand is performed, any stage with a magician that stuns us and leaves us impressed. He’s there for every joke that makes us laugh, with every comedian with all eyes on them as they give us their selfless art that has us howling with laughter in the moment and later as an afterthought. Any good time one can have of great fulfillment and joy as the heart soars along with Dionysos and Hestia.
Hermes is there, telling or showing us that everything will be alright. Comfort can be found with a little trust as he takes our hand, doling out security and strength to find joy in life, to meet others and know you’re never alone. With every high and low his hand extends — free to take or ignore as the choice is yours and yours alone – and he knows this. I find it in his eyes every day I get the chance to look into those dark depths all too deep. I find him wrapping his arms around me and staying by my side whenever my mental state does a 180 and flips harshly, roughly shaking my day and making me question everything. In all the moments where I have an episode he is there to talk me out of it and soothe everything that makes me tremble from fear and panic as unreality sets in (seeping into every thought).
I find him as a friend, as family, as the random stranger with advice or lending a hand when in need, I find him as my lover. Any relationship one finds him a part of will know the tenderhearted, supportive friend of man with great understanding and a heart all too big to dare hope of covering it all.
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