I should have known better, in a way. But on reflection, I probably never will. I suppose I am incapable of learning some things. As long as I’m not irresponsible, I’ll accept the consequences.
What am I referring to? My article last night. When I feel strongly, passionately about something and write from that place, I find logic gaps or blunt statements that don’t always work well. I wrote about the whole missile attack on Syria and what prompted it: people.
Real people who simply wish to live in happiness, who are the primary fabric of Syrian culture, who have little idea why their lives have been ripped apart — these are the ones who have no voice. And while we have a more comfortable physical existence, we have no more voice when it comes to the big things like war, mainly because we never know the actual facts. In war, the real people are forgotten until the egotistical oligarchs engineering the whole tragedy tally the destruction.
I’m straying, so back to my point. I need to be as forgiving to myself as I am to others. I didn’t like the raw passion in the piece last night, but that sort of thing has happened and will happen again as long as I continue this daily writing.
It’s important to be true to my Purpose and the expression of that in my current Vision. However, when faced with weariness, challenges occur. And my Heart reminds me that I have written through deaths, holidays, birthdays, anniversaries, serious decisions, and many more adversities, but I have produced.
Sometimes, that’s just the best that can be done, and in those most difficult times one thing I have that I hope dear people like the Syrians have is hope. Hope has not failed me, even when I allow a few self-defeating ego words and thoughts to creep in. My Heart and hope quickly make me face that Ego and choose Purpose, Vision, and Spirit. Ego offers none of those things.
Hope and the inspiration of Heart overcome. Robert Fulghum, who most educators know from his poster and book All I Ever Really Need to Know I Learned in Kindergarten, says, “I believe that imagination is stronger than knowledge. That myth is more potent than history. That dreams are more powerful than facts. That hope always triumphs over experience.”
Imagination, dreams, and hope sustained me yesterday, and these qualities became part of my blessing towards the Syrian people. Screw the politicians and their machinations, reputations, and posturing. In my Morning Pages post yesterday, right at the end I shared a quote from John Lennon’s song “Imagine.” It is in the spirit of Robert Fulghum’s words.
“You may say I’m a dreamer, but I’m not the only one. I hope someday you’ll join us. And the world will live as one.” There is no room for crass nationalism in such a spirit. However, I’m not naive, and facts should be known and misconstrued “truth” should be exposed. I believe the absolute base for making political, social, and economic decisions should be love, light, and idealistic hope. Anything less is not humanitarian, noble, or wise. Is that stupid or foolish?
So do you know who said these words? “It’s really a wonder that I haven’t dropped all my ideals, because they seem so absurd and impossible to carry out. Yet I keep them, because in spite of everything, I still believe that people are really good at heart.” Here’s a hint: the author was wiser, knew more, and had stronger convictions than the whole of all sitting bodies of politicians currently serving in their positions (dramatic generalization), including Trump, Putin, and anyone supporting more destruction — ISIS, al-Assad… . I will leave it to you to discover the author of those words, and I tell you this person falls in the category of folks like Mahatma Ghandi, Jesus, and those who love in such simplicity yet go unnamed.
Blessings, because we all need them.
Questions to consider:
How many times have you asked yourself or simply thought about the following questions?
Who am I, really?
What is my truth?
How do my actions reveal what I really feel and believe?
What would I do with my life if I could do anything?
What is my passion?
Why am I here?
How can I discover answers to any of these questions?
If you have considered any of these questions, I hope that my experiences and writing will give you some guidance. Please read my blog and comment and share your thoughts. I would love to hear from you!