This is not a religious question that I ask because each of us knows our faith in countless diversity. As well, centuries of wars are still being fought over religion in order to establish which of humankind GOD favors more. So this then leads me to ask: where is Satan and Lucifer, the leader of the fallen angels, in this holocaust? I imagine in good spirits as they observe the limitless human race move violently to declare and/or rescue our essence.
We humankind—at our nativity—receives a gift in the form of free will. This CHOICE allows us to decide on or prefer—and I presume not always reflect on—the impact our transactions may or will have on others. Then there is our own soul to consider: our genuine core. And always there is death and none are given their day or time or reason. So our life story is written in each second that we take a breath without knowing if after that another will follow.
Some say they have seen the after-life and I cannot deny their claims. For what is truth for one is not truth for another. Perhaps that is why we humankind continue to hate what we cannot believe and why wars are fought to force belief on others. We are, after all, human beings searching for truth; but my question is: Whose?
A very long time ago I wrote what I considered prose or maybe it was poetry; I’m not very good at identifying genres. Be this as it may, I will share with you (over time) my own genre entitled: Thoughts.
OLD SWEATER: Her aged hands hold knitting needles as if in a fencing duel. Skeins of yarn wend their way out of her basket. Click/click/click… Fabric is woven into a meshwork of color. Her stitches conjoin threads for the creation. A whittled form emerges from her needled skill. Her love is its texture.
BURYING: Street faces serve as sentinels for the funeral procession. Darkly clothed mourners stand in sorrow-laden silence. A warm breeze carries religious rites to my wintery soul. Painful emotions kill my heart as the knife they drew from yours. Your tomb awaits and I throw dirt instead of a blanket over you.
Soul is a word that reaches beyond humankind’s ability to describe. It may be religious or soulful or spiritual or… We cope with the soul word by categorizing it and arguing about “It’s” intent. Below are two quotes by Thinkers of Time who added soil and water to my soul and it grew.
“No problem can be solved from the same consciousness that created it. We must learn to see the world anew.”
“We are a way for the universe to know itself. Some part of our being knows this is where we came from. We long to return. And we can, because the cosmos is also within us.”
These two thoughts show evidence of a limitless soul life—yours and mine.
CHANGE – the word means alter, amend, revolutionize and transform. Ironically, these words are the same sequence we follow IN TIMES OF CHANGE?
For example: In this moment, because that is all we have, change happens with and without our permission. So, we don’t always authorize change, but are obligated by life to experience it.
Change has form: mental, physical, spiritual and even hatred for… You name the reasons why you hate because, after all, these are yours alone to amend or transform.
Dame Agatha Mary Clarissa Christie writes in her book Curtain: “…There is an evil disguised as an argument over differing opinions.” Here then is the crux of the matter: EVIL exists disguised as CHANGE.
Be conscious – in the moment – and listen with your soul; Times Are Changing!
Promise means to pledge, assure, vow and guarantee. But life, it seems, cannot pledge, assure, vow nor guarantee anything to anyone. I know this instinctively; but, until it involves the extinction of the Budding Promise of a child… Well, it is then I feel the bereavement at a depth that is my soul.
At the moment we hear a child belittled; know of sexual abuse; wonder why bullies are created; children murdered or inside that same death: enslaved. This is both the loss of a child’s soul and the passing away of Budding Promise to the heart that is Mother Earth.
How might our world have “looked” had every Budding Promise been free to seek themselves and save us?