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Monday, February 27, 2012

All You Need is Love

What do think happens when we die?

Is it Heaven you are destined for? Pearly Gates, Angels, reuniting with loved ones waiting patiently for your arrival. Maybe you meet your soul group. Figure out if you learned what you were supposed to. Taught what you were supposed to. Maybe you never got it right. Maybe you need to come back and try again. Hopefully the souls that surround you aren't tired of trying to help you out. Maybe it's back down the Hoober Bloob Highway. Maybe it's nothing. Maybe we just close our eyes and that's that. Theories and beliefs abound.

So many people believe different things. Religion and science each try to get us to see things their way. Experiments, seances, NDEs, exorcisms, so many things telling us that something happens to us when we pass away. Pass on. Pass over.

We just don't know though. We can place our faith in something: believe with all our hearts. But, we just don't know. That is the one secret no one can tell you. That is one of the few things we truly face alone. Maybe that's what makes people feel they're afraid of death. The aloneness. The possibility of pain. I think most of it comes down to the fact that we just don't know what's gonna happen.

Well that and being alone. It doesn't seem to me that we are built to be alone. We started out as Hunter-Gatherers. Or was it Adam and Eve? Either way we weren't alone. We are always with somebody. Clan, family, spouse, parish, community, co-workers, what have you. So many people turn the TV on as soon as they get home just for some noise. Just so as not to be alone. We need to feel part of something.

It's funny though. As much as we strive to be accepted into the cool group at school, or share a faith in a church with others - to fit in: we try and find ways to show we stand apart. We strive to excel on our own. We'd rather look back and see our own lone footsteps in the deep snow to feel the satisfaction of having done something ourselves. We move away from our families to make our own life. We often trade the love and closeness of our spouses and children for our own pursuits: work, play, whatever you can think of that takes you away from what started as your true joy.

So we swirl through this life in a confusion of motives and desires. Sometimes we're confused. Sometimes so sure what will give us that flash of happiness.

Ok, here we go. Ready? The thing is...

You can walk around feeling that flash all the time. Yeah, I know. Seems impossible.

All ya need is love.

Cliche? Maybe.

But it's true.

Nah, not the mushy can't live without you stuff.

How about the every day I'm glad to be alive stuff. How about the life is full of pain and happiness and I know how you feel stuff. The we're all in this together so let's treat each other right stuff. The do what's right stuff. The lend a helping hand stuff.. How about keeping that in your heart and  your head for a few days and see how things change. How you'll see that your true joy comes right from inside of you. How you are the center of all possible things and it's just up to you to fully engage.

So what I'll leave you with is a quote from the movie V for Vendetta. To me part of what that movie is about is how love can change your life. Me being me, it's a part that always makes me cry. If you know the movie that seem impossible, but it's not. If you're not familiar with it, put very simply it's about fighting totalitarianism.

 "It seems strange that my life should end in such a terrible place, but for three years I had roses and apologized to no one. I shall die here. Every inch of me shall perish. Every inch, but one. An inch. It is small and it is fragile and it is the only thing in the world worth having. We must never lose it or give it away. We must NEVER let them take it from us. I hope that whoever you are, you escape this place. I hope that the world turns, and that things get better. But what I hope most of all is that you understand what I mean when I tell you that, even though I do not know you, and even though I may never meet you, laugh with you, cry with you, or kiss you, I love you. With all my heart, I love you."

I'm pullin' for ya. We're all in this together.


Thursday, February 9, 2012

Hold Your Head Up

*Sigh*

I'm bored. Bored I tell ya. Bored, bored, BORED.

I came home with a pizza to share with my roommate after work today. He wasn't home. I checked the mail and found a bill. I ate my share of the pizza in my room flipping through the channel guide to find something to watch

There's nothing on TV. My Iphone sits on its charger staring blankly at me. The DVD player waits expectantly for my latest Redbox pick. Books from the library are piled on my bureau. No one to chat with on Facebook.

I guess I'm just waitin' to go to bed so I can get up and do it again. The sun rises. The sun sets. The tides do it too.

The same ol' same ol'.

 *Sigh*

Bored I said.

Just another plain old ordinary day. Yup.

*Sigh* *Blink, blink*

Well, but, wait.

There's magic in ordinary days. Isn't there? Isn't there magic in the sun coming up every day? (Ok. You know I don't mean sorcerers and witches and spells and such, right?) Think just for a minute about the moon giving us the tides. Or the millions of years it has taken to give us Mount Everest. Think about the breeze that caresses your cheek on a beautiful fall day.

Isn't there magic in the feeling you get when you know your partner is right next to you. I know I felt a bit of magic watching a father holding hands with his son as he taught him all about watching for cars while navigating the big big parking lot. I wanted to stop them and remind the dad to hold on to more than his son's hand. Hold on to how he feels roght now. The love and pride he was feeling is enough magic to last a life time.

Maybe I picked the wrong word with magic. Every time in type the word magic all I can think of is David Copperfield or Harry Houdini. I mean there are tricks and illusions. Things we don't know the explanation for. Or even if we do know the explanation we don't know the why or the how.

It's like me studying computers. I learned all sorts of things. Backwards compatibility. Where memory resides  in RAM. All sorts of things. Still though when I sit at a computer I don't know why 0's and 1's do my bidding and make words appear on the screen. Even though I've taken them apart and put 'em together I just don't know why it works like it does. 

One of my favorite lines from anything ever would be from Dylan Thomas' A Child's Christmas in Wales. He's explaining to hs grandson what Christmas used to be like when he was a kid and some of the presents he had gotten. 

"And pictureless books in which small boys, though warned with quotations not to, would skate on Farmer Giles' pond and did and drowned; and books that told me everything about the wasp, except why."

We can know everything about everything and still not know why. I guess that's where magic lies for me. The fact that we live in such a world as this. That for as long as I live there will always be things to amaze me.

Geez. Feeling kind of frustrated right this minute. I don't think this is coming together the way I originally wanted it to.  The whole point I was going to make is that there's magic in you and around you too.

Every day way face the choice to either keep our heads down and go about our life like nothing else matters. Like there isn't a whole world spinning under our feet. Like there aren't things all around to amaze us. Baffle us. Make our hearts break. Confirm our faith in one another. 

So hold your head up. There is no one on this planet like you. There is no one who sees the world the way you do. There is no one who can affect the world like you can. See the magic in ordinary days.

I know. I'm disappointed too. I've kinda forced this post and I feel it shows. We'll see how it goes next time.

Keep your stick on the ice.

Peace

  



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