NOTHING AND EVERYTHING
Sunday Dec. 13, 2015
Safety is an illusion of our mind. As is any assurance today will play out as expected, or be joyful. Or that tomorrow will come. No guarantee on the joy thing either. People do what they do when they want to. Or refuse. Most often for reasons kept private, kept secret, kept mysterious …
I hear my own drummer better, see my future and this world more clearly than ever, sometimes witnessing my foibles as predictable. Preventable. Sometimes I have no clue whatsoever. For example, when the party of the second-part refuses to tell the party of the first-part what is wrong – and then adds that ‘you ought to know what you did’ you can be pretty sure the first person was a man and the second a woman.
The world is neither playground nor sandbox, T/F? Actually it is. Childish behavior stays with us. I’m convinced that all our lives we rely upon (or are shackled by) lessons learned there. We are confident and strong, or we cower weakly. How we make friends. Or fail to. How we are led, or bullied. How we lead or bully. How we choose friends. Or foes. Vulnerability, shame – all starts there. We are capable or clumsy, smart or dumb, hard working or lazy, sweet or miserable – self-labels of childhood becoming self-fulfilling prophesies that rule lives. Owning consequences of our actions. Or not.
I believe we can change those limitations of our past, we can alter our future.
Can we not change, can we not boldly go where we’ve never dared go before?
What do we have to lose?
What might we gain?
written / published from Calgary, AB
morning walk: -7C/20F, chilly but not troublesome or slippery, overcast and a tiny breeze, early quiet on an empty street – the only conversations, in my head and with Gusta, there is peace on earth and it is right here, right now … and it is mobile.