A beautiful Sunday morning! One good rain a week ago and the landscape is still magnificently green. Amazing what one good soaking will do to arid land. Perhaps thats all we need in our lives; a good soaking from time to time to remind us of the potential. I reread comments from my last posting this morning and noted one who said I seemed depressed lately (or rather since my mothers death.) Truth be told, I do miss her madly, her void hasnt, nor will it ever be filled. And I am saddened by that from time to time, reflected here in words or the routine walk of my life. But that isnt depression, that is simply me readjusting to a world without one of my very best friends, my mentor and teacher. And that ebbs and flows like all things in life. I suppose I share more of that here with all of you because of the connection to my mom, but be reassured my days are also filled with tremendous joy and laughter, and hope... which I do also try to reflect here. What I think is often mistaken as depression is my sharing a tremendous concern for our world, for my children, all of our children -that we are not passing onto them a country and a spirit of hope that I knew as a child. But does that mean all is totally lost or that they even feel the impact of which Im speaking? No. Of course not. Nor do the know simplicity of going to an airport, showing your ticket and just getting on the plane. But can they still get on a plane? Of course. Are their voyages still exciting? Of course. They just dont know the simplicity of how it was, a simplicity that came from a much different and safer world. So no, I dont believe Im depressed, at least that isnt a determination of family, friends or even physicians, but rather, I am deeply concerned for our children and the continued direction we are heading - so many barriers that divide us. There has always been an element of us against them in our country, the spirit of competition from which we came, but there was also an underlying notion, a prevailing heartbeat that is was for the common good, because in the end we are all family and together we stand, divided we fall. We knew that. Despite it all, we knew that. All that said, I remain an optimist, and while I do catastrophize from time time - the burden of a storyteller - I also fully believe we are exactly where we need to be at this exact moment. I often think that everything we are going through right now is simply a means, a greater plot for our children to shift directions and seek and return to a simplicity and love and common good that has been subverted and diverted by several generations before them as we exercise our God given right and natural desires toward free will. It is imperative that we stretch our wings, that we continue to explore, that we push the boundaries to better understand right from wrong, good from bad, or simply see what else is out there. Its from that exploration that we grow, we become more human, who we are and what we are meant to be. I think our kids will come out the other end fine, but it remains our duty to help lead them back in that direction. In short, I see hope. This glorious Sunday morning reaffirming that. love... and laughter.
Posted on: Sun, 09 Nov 2014 16:38:42 +0000