change

The trickster and his 99 days Part 9

The emerging man


The last couple of days had been hell on earth. The fear of losing his wives and kids to a wounded father-in-law. He had pursued them many miles after he heard they’d left without saying goodbye.

Junior’s heart split in two for he was terrified that in one night he was going to lose everything that had come to be the only thing that mattered in his life. As the lamented to his uncle, he prayed silently that the angered father and grandfather would be kind and not repay wrong with wrong.

So they settled. It was settled. The women kissed their father goodbye and he in turn kissed his grandchildren goodbye. And Junior’s heart softened with gratitude for being rescued from a cruel separation that could have maimed him for life.

His heart ached from the trauma, from wrestling his fears. He could literally feel the cuts closing up within him as peace returned to him. How did he become this person? Who is this person he is becoming? Junior wondered to himself.

Life’s bends and turns are not just bends and turns. They are the gentle winds or fierce blinding storms bearing just enough grains sufficient to smooth our rough edges and make us like the smooth pebble stones in the desert. So whilst we go on our journeys, we are changing and rarely do we realize that we truly are changing.

Immortality

We were created to live forever
We were born to conquer the sting of death
We have the ability to extend our life span
We can thread our essence through generations
We may choose to be a swoosh in the wind, or
We can be a lasting scent that lingers through the ages
We can be a voice, shrill yet eternally familiar,
Like a whisper, or a hymn, ringing timelessly in every man’s heart
We can be a shinning light, traveling through time and space
We can dissolve into several drops pelleting mass ocean bodies, or
We can be simply, a lasting memory, passed on from generation to generation

Where does this road lead?

I race the great expanse
A great stallion, graceful yet strong and dauntless
I can hear my heartbeat, my muscles crunching
As my hooves pound the raw earth seeking an invasion
Thirsty for blood
As I encounter the great sea
I fall to the ground writhing in great agony, my body mangles,
As my hairy skin morphs into a streamlined hairless form
And a horizon tail fin replaces my long hairy tail
I dive for the rising tides and the gulls and cormorants flee for dear life
I arrive the great mountains
And a great wave throws me on shore
I stand on two feet, a man, sturdy and muscular
I can feel the crystal pellets caressing my bulging veins
Curling my fingers into a tight fist, I race for the summit, a fastball
And in one instant, a panda, clawing the ascent, growling my triumph
The snowy peak rose against the blue of the cloudless sky
I can hear my growling echo in the distance
My heart swells within me, craving the endless expanse gaping above me
I am throw again into a tussle, and my distress is heard a thousand miles away
Humongous wings shoot out from my sides, ripping the flesh apart
A great cry splits my throat apart and an aquiline beak spirals out
As a flap my new wings the masses of shredded meat fall off unto rocky surface
With on great flap, I shoot for the blue yonder
I ascend the heavens, a great eagle
I spread my wings, I drink in the crispy sweetness
My search continues
And even though I am several light years away from earth
I think to myself, this is only the beginning

Goodbyes

We turn a new leaf
We ache all over from the changes we’ve embraced
We know what we must now do
We brace ourselves for what lies ahead
We move on
We have no pity, we feel no remorse
We see where the road ahead is going to bend
We know we must follow its course
We sense the struggle between two evils
We must soon let go of the other
We choose the pain of change over the pain of loss
We read the handwriting on the wall
We must now follow our dreams even if it takes us far apart
We cannot stop this river of tears
We know it is time to say goodbye

THIS IS YOUR LIFE SO DEAL WITH IT

“They must often change, who would be constant in happiness or wisdom.”  ~Confucius


You probably already know that this statement is true, that change is indisputably necessary for your growth. You may also have accepted it to be invariably correct. The only obvious reason why you may be part of the majority who seldom experience this change would be because change itself rarely comes wrapped in silk and satin.

That the preceding statement is truer is possibly the reason change is so often a discomforting and distressing process. Our default reaction to change is usually denial and resistance. The familiar is usually a safer place to be. We are often thrown into disquieting and sometimes traumatic circumstances by life itself.

The purpose is to cause us to shift in our thinking by constantly making us vulnerable because it is only in vulnerability that we are pliable and able to learn; take a new form of being and adapt a new form of thinking. It a process quite similar to smelting iron, it is only in extremely heated conditions that iron can be fabricated into a new shape and form.

And as humans we are frequently set in our ways, easily adaptable to conditions and easily comfortable. Life never proposes change to you upfront, it knows you will fight it and by all means find ways to avoid it. Hence why the presentation comes through difficult circumstances and complications. The essence is to make you vulnerable, learn a new lesson, have a new perspective.

These altering processes are ongoing throughout our lives. We are subject to change whether we like it or not and it is expected that we become stronger, better, and bigger inside. And the degree of strength we muster is determined by the degree to which we allow the difficulty to make us malleable and pliable. In other to become strong, we must first become weak.

If you would attain to what you are not yet, you must always be displeased by what you are. For where you are pleased with yourself, there you have remained.  
Keep adding, keep walking, keep advancing.  
~Saint Augustine

It is true that life does have the power and authority to throw you into circumstances meant to change you but it can only go so far, the choice to change however must come from you. You are the person responsible for that part of the negotiation. It is left to you to become vulnerable or be resistant.

The difference between the one who becomes vulnerable towards change and the one who isn’t is this; one changes for good and the other gets worse. Its like the desert storm, the same storm that blinds the eye shapes rough stones into finer pebbles. Like the quarry, some rocks appear jagged and others even better refined. Like the refiners fire, from it materializes both pleasant and grotesque pieces.

The state of your mind is your most precious asset when it comes to confronting life’s most difficult circumstances. If you can protect your mind from being poisoned then you will be fine. If you can protect your mind from being injected with blame, and with regret and guilt, you will do well.

The trick is to believe that everything good that comes to us never always come as expected, sometimes it is a rose bush. One that requires your vigilance and a cautious tactic. You can decide to end up with a vase of roses or with several scars inflicted by the thorns.

It is a matter of perspective. What do you see, what do you expect? Our actions or reactions are predetermined by our perception about the circumstance at hand. Do we want more, do we hope to be better, do we believe that our lives can be  more sensible? Then change is inevitable. It must also be desired and expected. It is meant to be embraced not negated.

God grant me the serenity to accept the people I cannot change,
the courage to change the one I can,
and the wisdom to know it’s me.  
~Author Unknown

Wherever you find yourself in life, and whatever you become, never be misled to think that something strange is happening to you that you begin the grisly task of wanting to change things up and cheat the law of nature. Choose to be the butterfly, endure your process, knowing the end is a splash of colors and beauty. Difficult circumstances are perhaps the biggest puzzles in life and even though they always  seem to solve themselves in the end, they never truly make sense until you have crossed that bridge and then from hindsight begin to connect the dots.

So when things go wrong, instead of fighting the elements and inflicting more pain and sorrow on yourself, accept what is and keep walking, keep advancing, only don’t give in. It is not a time to blame or point fingers or be embittered. While in that maze, realize that in order to get out of it, you must be fully centered and focused on getting out first, then the rest will take care of it self.

You will be wise to come to the conclusion everything time you find yourself in a difficult situation that ‘you‘ are the center of attraction, you only, and not the other obnoxious individuals that have affected you negatively. You are the one in the mess and you are the one who needs to get out. It is also your responsibility to get yourself out not someone else’s. You are the subject and you are the object. You are the writer, and it is your decision to be either protagonist or villain. This your life so deal with it.

 

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Don’t pass on the lamp, the genie and your three wishes!!!

Dancing Queen

If it’s your turn to dance

Get up and swirl, glide and show us the samba

Let your voice be heard

If it’s your turn to sing

Open your mouth and let out the best melody you can summon

Our speeches come alive

When it’s your turn to speak

Be gracious and share your wisdom, take us down memory lane

When it’s your turn to show up

Be your best self and embrace us with the warmth of your presence

Dare

Watching you dance has loosened the rigidity of my limbs

Now I can sway, gyrate and tango

Listening to your mellifluous voice has awakened the music in me

Now I belt out the most harmonious rhythms

When I heard your speech, my heart suddenly shone with light

Now I can find my way through this darkened tunnel

I am blessed by the richness you bring each time you are here

Now I make certain I bring my magic touch to every moment

Let your light shine

When you let yourself shine with all its brightness and luster

You give others the permission to shine as well

Flying geese

When you unhinge yourself from your limiting beliefs

You spread your wings, and as you fly you attract a flock of geese* in your wake

Flowing stream

When you shake of the urge to stay numb and cold

You melt into a vibrant stream gushing with life and effervescence

When you find the light within and allow it flood your being

You realize that you not only light your path, you light your world

Love is sharing and receiving

Don’t pass on a rare occasion in order to hide your quirkiness

It is the doorway that enables another to accept her peculiarity

Don’t pass on the gift that is meant for you to have and cherish

It is perhaps the last key in the bunch, the one that eventually unlocks the door

Love and Affection

Don’t pass up the moment for love and affection

It may be your window to discovering the treasures you embosom

Don’t pass on the lamp, the genie and your three wishes

It is your opportunity to uncoil, and with deep breathe, air your dreams, wishes and desires

Free

*Dr. Robert McNeish, a teacher from Baltimore, MD wrote: ‘when one goose flaps its wings, it creates ‘uplift’ for the birds that follow…’