The Things We Are Made Of
The modern world presents a future world. We can be a world of interdependent multicultural dreams or one where the self-destructive wonton luxuries of a few strip from us all a safe and sustainable livelihood.
These are the things we are made of.
Our ever-evolving civilization continues building, creating something hopeful in our minds and hearts for a greater good. Good begets good while when on humanity’s sleepier occasions —our careless thoughts may conjure the dragon waiting for us to take too much. Today’s dragon might be known as climate or political cataclysms. In a more thorough look it could become something much worse.
Sometimes it’s our own doing that our castles built on sand are crumbling beneath us. Other times life’s changing tide delivers a punch we may or may not be able to endure.
Humans are resilient creatures though.
I’ve questioned the choices I’ve made in my life many times. I’ve watched inquisitively the outcomes, decade after decade ebb and flow —attained and lost, just out of reach, yet some finding home where they should be —in recognition the sacred lives within us.
Remarkably, our human form is able to call upon our own higher spirit, or something else perhaps, greater than our mortal limitation with willpower, a wakening and lifting of our heads, with determination the place of one foot solid on the ground below us, then another step rising in conviction —I will survive.
Life has the power to transform us. We are life.
Living things have capacity to learn and grow. We teach a baby, a pet, we even teach a tree to grow this way or that. We have capacity.
I’ve long felt mistakes become guides and our successes become steady foundations. Success or guide, when we can use them —we thrive.
Articulating a newer vision of life by becoming a newer version of ourselves, I believe, is possible when —we use these life powers of seeing all the parts of us, even the ones we’ve tucked away exiled for protection —as friends. We want to welcome them to sit at the kitchen table with us so they can express their difficult experiences. To aid in transforming those difficult lessons into better ways of living.
We are the dreamers becoming the dream.
Warriors of life because, after all, we have been brave haven’t we.
I honor your story, your struggle and your dream. That’s an important acknowledgement.
Once beaten and battered and scarred, those parts of our inner world can reconstruct the broken pieces, forge them — from fragmentation into a more complete picture. Stronger, more adaptive and more clear.
We are all warriors of life, dreamers of the dream, seekers and builders and creatures of the heart.
Our good begets good. We learn, we grow, we help, we teach —these are the things we are made of.
Yes, and rather by wish or demand, we’ve been empowered by learning, in focus, and actioned by heart and soul alike, we awaken fresh like Novembers’ crisp cool air, to speak a visionary dream of our newborn selves.
So we cultivate our curiosity around our relation to both this inner and outer world, whether or not we feel we’ve won or have lost in it. When we get still inside we then explore the questions and answers in waiting.
There are so many good dreams and there’s plenty of good people dreaming them. Sometimes we just got sidetracked by life — highjacked by trauma or grief or distracted from our achieving them.
We can do better at being human I agree, but our North Star is to do better in our ways of realizing our power, do better at living kindly. do better at cultivating compassionate children. Do better at listening, facilitating civility —these are the things we are made of.
What is our evolution but a constant companion of adaptation within a consistently changing world?
These are the things we are made of —wiser now for growing.
More articulate for listening to the relevance of our thinking.
In the final analysis, life’s lessons teach us to become more hope-filled, joyous and caring. Maybe…the truth of our every breath is to become a future world of multicultural dreams —bedrocked in the goodness that liberates us from the fear of our own suffering.
These are the things we are truly made of.
And the choices thereof…
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