Friday, December 21, 2007

Dialogue with My Heart...

Settle my heart, simmer down, accept what is before you...

Nobody gets everything they dream of. Aside from a few lucky souls, the rest of us simply end up getting by the best way we know how, so settle in- you are still young and have a long road ahead. Celebrate the few successes you have had.

Heroes are not made on race tracks or stages. The strongest people are those who wake each morning to find themselves in ordinary, even dismal situations to smile and meet their obligations anyway. Perhaps I only say this in order to accept my present reality? There is no other alternative. Steady now, steady...

You were not born to privilege, you have NO inheritance to claim, at this point, your gifts may never lead to great success. Although you want to make a difference, reality has spoken. Your name may never be remembered beyond the grave. The bars upon this guilded cage represent choices, your own and decisions others have made for you.

For all your good intentions, this is the plate before you, take a deep breath, let go and make the most of the ride you are on... is that really so bad?

Stop trying to re-define the world by who you are, what you wish to see, for the world will never embrace all that you believe. You are very small, your feelings do not greatly matter. Eventually, though you beat wildly against it, the world will define you- why fight it?

To be human is to have need. Need keeps us weak and unfulfilled. Many factors lie beyond our control. Much is far beyond our grasp... or is it?

Settle my heart, leave me be... there is no such thing as lonely.

You've earned some merit, all shaken and scarred. Still you long for connectedness, wisdom, excitement and defining moments. You have made so many new starts, you are tired. But on a good day, when the sun is out and the music is right, there is NO stopping you... you can fly.

Life seems to create artists, but fails to provide paint & canvas. Dreamers are left with no resources from which to make reality of their visions. Dancers are trapped in disabled bodies. With such passion for life, and a low ceiling overhead, some of us may never fly- how cruel.

Settle my heart, quiet now, let me rest.... I need to focus on today...

6 comments:

Hanan Merrill said...

There's a lot here to chew on and relate to.

I'll have to come back sometime and spend some reflective time on these musings.

Gabrielle Eden said...

Life creates artists but fails to provide paint and canvas-cool, cool words! Sad, true, what can I say? Eloquently, you sadly portray the picture of a burdened heart.

There is a whole other world that the King of Kings has for us, even leading to an eternal heaven - full of wonderful delights. May you find your 'escape' there someday.

Erin said...

Merry Christmas to you and the family. Hope you find some peace and relaxation this Christmas.

sage said...

Oh, but you do have an inheritance to claim--and in the end it is the only one to matter. I haven't been around here lately. May you and your family have a blessed holiday.

Trailady said...

Hello Everyone & Happy Holidays!!

Thanks for stopping by... :o)

Nabeel said...

since you are talking about hearts here .. there was this guy who had a heart transplant (plastic heart) and then complained that he couldn't feel emotions as his heart was not real.