Friday, February 10, 2017
I am fascinated with the world around me; with its colors, its feelings, its vibrancy. It excites me each and every day I awake, tempting me with its secrets I have yet to know.
I used to believe that everyone felt the same way I did, saw the same way I did.
But alas that is not the case. The world only sees’ itself in shades of grey; of dark, darker, darkest.
I believe we have gotten distracted, confused about our own position and role in the world we live. Our job is not to elect the leaders we think will implement change, rather, we are to be the leaders. As Gandhi so eloquently put it, “be the change you wish to see in the world”. We have, too often, sought others to implement the change we so desire to see; putting our wishes and deeply held wants in individuals we have little or no knowledge about. And when our chosen person fails, all chaos breaks loose. The world can not be changed by politics, only people. For if the people truly care, only then will the politics reflect it.
I often look around me and am mesmerized by the amount of diversity that I see. So many different faces, all with their own story; a past; a present; and a future to be. Their stories outnumber the sands in the seas, the winds in the air, the light through the leaves. How one could not be intrigued is beyond me. We create what we can and can’t do, what we will and won’t see. But most importantly, and the most crucial of all, is the fact that we determine what we will and won’t believe. Often times, our beliefs are based on ignorance, on both sides of the equation. We are so susceptible to become consumed with that which is popular or what is found to be the majority belief. But,
“All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.”
We are woven through our attempts to create ourselves; threads of different places, people, ideas, beliefs. All of these things slowly add liquid to our otherwise dry existence. Just like water is needed for clay, exploration is needed for our spirit and heart.
We will never “find” ourselves, for what is there to find? There is not another part of me waiting, somewhere out in the world, for this me to find it.
We create ourselves, who we are going to be. Each year allows us a year of necessary growth, of necessary pain. 3-6-5 days to explore the world and our place in it.
People think our lives are suppose to reflect the search for a lost city in some far off corner of the world.
I think our lives are much much more than that. We get to build that city, construct its architecture and create its beauty. To place value in things and importance on ideals.
Who wants to spend their life searching for something that is already within them?
/The list of resolutions rages on for forever, attempted but never succeeded at./
There is one simple resolution, however, that we should all write down on our list. One that should follow us for the extent of our lives.
And this is the simple and most important truth.
We should all strive to explore this beautiful world around us. It is breathing full of life, full of excitement, challenges, and adventure. Only by acknowledging our minute presence and great importance in this world can we ever hope to make a change in it, an impact.
The world is too magnificent to only see it through one lense. To understand its full beauty, we must be willing to grow, to stretch.
But, we must have roots, deep roots; roots reaching that undercurrent of water; that substance of life.
And to have a thirst to be curious, to wander more.
There is so much beauty that is unseen, unnoticed.
Tuesday, January 17, 2017
Tuesday, December 27, 2016
We pass slowly
from one moment to the next
from one thought into another
a dream into reality
this year has been a blur
like all years are.
too many late nights, unfinished books,
Wondering about what is to come
the day after.
when i'm twenty-six
where will i be?
what will i've seen?
who have i become?
these are questions i can not find the answers to
questions i must learn to live with,
breathe in and exhale their often poisonous forming gas.
i question everything, and i think we were made to
to question the why.
where we find our answers is not always a when,
but rather a who.
or a what.
or a what.
i have often been held back by some inward force within my nature.
i walk oh so carefully next to a tripwire
-- dreams and adventures
sometimes i have the courage to step over.
sometimes i blindly pursue them,
making a royal mess of everything.
and sometimes, more often i regretfully must say,
don't go near that trip wire at all.
that invisible thread that separates all i've ever been
and all i've ever wanted to be.
it's funny that people think those are the same things.
they are not.
like Jupiter with its many circulating moons,
we are constantly circulating different ideas,
bouncing into different orbits we think we might belong.
if we're lucky we will stay there for awhile,
enjoying it's new sights, sounds, tastes.
but gravity, oh that darn gravity, will slowly pull me back to me.
and i start suffocating.
choking on my dreams.
unable to process the photo of reality into a clear image.
it's murky, dark, grey.
there are smudges from mistakes,
sections cut out from the frame of memories i wish to forget.
actions deemed forgotten.
yet here we stay, don't we.
always percolating on that which we can not change.
they say the english language is formatted in the
"past, present, future".
everyone knows though that is not the case.
we live our lives rotating between the past we can no longer touch and the future we can not clearly see.
what is to be done with you and me?
Wednesday, September 28, 2016
What is bravery?
Is it defined, restricted to only those who have crossed the battlefields, risen from a past, left a relationship?
Or can it be simple?
Can someone be considered brave for stepping out of their box, out of their comfortability to try that which they thought they could not or were simply to scared to?
And what does it mean to be scared?
We complicate things when we narrow or define them,
placing limits on things which limits should not exist.
It is the simple act of breathing that is bravery,
arising from the cold comforts of bed to face the day ahead,
and all that it brings.
This dear one is bravery.
Tuesday, September 20, 2016
Up and Over the Rise
"Our willingness to own and engage with our vulnerability determines the depth of our courage and the clarity of our purpose; the level to which we protect ourselves from being vulnerable is a measure of our fear and disconnection" - Brené Brown
These past weeks have been a culmination of all that is new, terrifying, exciting, and adventurous. Learning to look not only at what is ahead but what has been accomplished behind, is important as we pursue onwards towards the undefined idea of life.
And life is undefined. There is no definition, rule book, or step-by-step guide that we follow for this journey. It is an adventure in and of itself; an adventure many neglect to partake in, instead opting to live with sleepy and worn eyes.
We must embrace all that we do not know, all that we can never understand. For in that we release ourselves from the boundaries of limitation.
My hope is to water the seeds planted within my spirit, the seeds of faith, knowledge, love, and adventure; to cultivate them and watch them flourish in the new chapter of my life, deepening their roots and flourishing their branches.
But perhaps the hardest and most difficult thing is to cut and trim those branches back, learning from mistakes and stumbles. But such is life, a continual opportunity to see, learn, and grow within the depths of our beings.
I look forward to what exists up and over the rise, but I will not forget all that occurred behind, those things that have propelled me to today, just sitting in a coffee shop, slowly sipping a latte as I try and collect the thoughts in the chasm of my mind.
I pray we all seek the light.