Or move us on, onward. Move us to anger, to tears, to joy.
Set in many scenes. Transitions of place and aging cannot alter what is etched deeply – even if those etchings were mistaken interpretations of our child-time, holding pains or resentments long past their best-before date.
Revisiting youth, societal trend, when plastic surgeons, fitness equipment vendors, garment industries, cosmetic industries, big screen fictions and e-books alike – egg us on, to feel young again, be young again because we are stuck, mired in some long past point of seminal-ness, some mid-point, middle earth … mother earth or ‘yo mutha’. Or father.
Our lives, one-act plays, rooted in a moment, like knarled wisdom-tooth roots, festering discomfort but part of our jawbone, where it lives for our lifetime.
Stubbornly stubborn, we resist new viewpoints, more mature viewpoints – we see it the way we saw it when we first saw it and nothing can change that. Not true of most things, except some we hold-to long after anyone believed they were particularly important.
We take positions. Stick with them, rigid, rooted in logic ten year-olds easily understand …
That logic prevails when memories are exhumed – adult logic not required, not available, because minds go to that pain point, that event, that argument – moment in time relived, when viewpoints were concrete-set. Nothing ever changed after that. I changed, they changed too, but damage was done.
Or, could that precious child – that fledgling bird caught in life’s revolving door reliving times past break loose, cut loose, be turned loose – that precious bird, be set free? Please …
column written/ published from Calgary, AB
morning walk: 9C/49F, hazy light clouds on the horizon pre-sunrise; happy walk, long walk, foot at 90%, Gusta romping at 95% … rabbit distractions, peaceful quiet of morning – reliving and revisiting last night’s conversation with my daughter Krista – a precious hour I’ll treasure for my entirety ...
Good one, Mark! And good for you! Sounds simple getting the clutter out...but oh so elusive the time saved to do it often gets allocated to more seeming meaningful tasks...but are they really? Nada! I too am headed for the closets today! Maybe right now...maybe soon...until one is in the behavior one can't claim it. I am so enjoying your daily columns...thank-you, SF, Lethbridge, AB