The Interconnected Journeys of We ( Original MetaPoetry)
We are all on a journey
Going or coming,
Arriving, departing
Or sometimes and at some point
In slow motion
In transition or transit
Or just standing still
Constantly we are passers-by
Of those who we only brush wings with
Those whom we will never meet again if we ever met them at all
Or did we meet them and did not know it?
Were we a part of each other’s journey all along?
Being connected yet separated by an invisible cord
That sometimes gets tangled but never broken.
Does six-degrees of separation exist
Or is it a theory or an idea
We’ve tinkered with and tossed around?
What is it about the connections I have made here
That is so real to me?
Yet, I only know all of you virtually.
Yet you are closer to me than most of my family.
And I wonder will the chords that connect us,
And the love and the things we have in common that binds our hearts
Guide us down the roads
Where someday we shall meet.
I hope so…..
We travel near and far
Following our dreams
Following a job or our duty to do so
Following and searching for what
We feel we have missed out on.
And we travel on pins and needles in anticipation
That if we,
Journey to that far away place we will find
The rainbow and the dreams we envision in our mind.
We travel to get away from it all
To party, play, explore and discover new ways of being
Down winding roads, across oceans and mountain tops
Or chugging along by train through scenic landscapes
We continue to as if it is our religion…We travel
We scream road trip and gather with friends
Bringing blankets, sleeping bags, backpacks, and beer
Or we just travel staying within the parameters
Of our city, communities, and towns
Because everything we hold dear is right here.
As we journey in all our ways
Making our contributions to life
By new inventions, and creations
Or by improving upon and upgrading
Things that already exist.
And we make the connections
We communicate, cooperate
Collaborate to pioneer new technology
Or to discover cures for illnesses of old,
Or to shed light on the truth that was already here,
Like poverty is an illusion and it does not have to exist.
If we move, go, grow, give of what we have
To Those in distant lands or those who are near in our neighborhoods.
We journey, reach out and share, as we simultaneously
Teach the impoverished how to be self-sufficient
And how to live at the highest quality of life possible,
Leading us all to truly experience life anew as we all thrive together
Loving, being fully alive, and not just merely getting by and existing.
And to accomplish this worldwide
We travel and embark upon boundless journeys,
Creating networks of opportunity.
Leaving footprints, as we move into being our iconic selves
Making impressions, bringing change
Loving, being loved and sharing the love
Or learning how to love and care.
We move in our power and purpose
We move in our predestination, reincarnation
Or we move with a fresh mindset as those born for the first time,
Regardless of who we are or where our journey began
Our actions and energy
Will register as a bright star, a beacon
Or as an echo that will be passed on
Or we will be in the company of those
That will live at a level of nothingness,
Being void and only in darkness
Refusing to move, to live, grow
Or Go,
These are they that will not show up in any of life’s
History, records or annals of time
They will not show up to be remembered
Or held in memory by any human mind.
Because they did not choose to move.
If we allow ourselves only stillness
Registering the slowest energetic vibrations and frequencies
We will exist below the radar of life, like a rock
And we will become stagnate
If we choose to never ever begin
Or embark upon our journeys.
Embrace the Wonder of where your journey can lead. Step into your journey of possibilities.
By way of who you are and the gifts you have, bring meaning to the lives of millions. and make beautiful, magnificent and incredible things happen. You have all the power and knowing you need to do so. So Be It!!
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Love this, Ren!
I've had my days of living like a lump of clay, of feeling like nothing I did mattered, but I am fortunate in that those days have mostly given way to my love for life, for animals, for people, for music, for experience, for new places, and for moving forward.
Even when my progress may have been imperceptible to any but myself.
I am blessed that my parents instilled in all of us a desire to help others, and that for me this has morphed naturally into an ability to teach others, as so often what others want to learn from us is what we are grappling to learn for ourselves, and the two blend into a harmonious Oneness.
Life is awesome, and amazing, and frustrating, and painful, but overall, life is what WE make it.
WE can and must make the difference.
Oh, this is so true for me as well, everything you said I resonate with completely. When we look back over our lives and begin to move forward we see how we emersed ourselves in life and love was right at the center of it all and my parents helped as well to lay a foundation it sometimes came as a result of what not to do because they were not perfect, but experiencing the dysfunctional help me to keep life real. I was stuck in a naive fairytale about life. I saw my parents go through rough times with each other and the outside world and they came through it which taught me how to recover survive and bounce back. It taught me that life was not going to always be easy, we would have some good times like our celebration of Christmas and I will always love Christmas but there were dark days and times we had to do without. Above all its about getting the lessons that life teaches us and move forward. Thank you for reading my post. @crescendoofpeace.
Yeah, I'm right there with you, Ren. My parents often taught us what not to do, through their examples, but to their credit, they were aware of their own failings, and mostly owned up to them.
I remember once when I was seventeen, asking my dad for advice, and he looked me in the eye and told me that he didn't feel qualified to give it, as he felt that I had made far better choices than he had by my age. Keep in mind that he was 41 when I was born, had played piano from age three, and had taught school for over twenty-five years by the time of this conversation.
And although my mom was a mostly wonderful person, she blamed him for most of our problems, spoke badly of him in front of me for years, and used me as a go-between when asking him for money, which was grossly unfair to us both.
People . . . In any divorce involving kids, please refrain from the temptation, and choose to NOT do this to your kids, or to your exes. You are creating more lasting damage than you will ever know.
For my part, when I got divorced, I went out of my way to remain friends with my ex, and we even continued to socialize together, much to the confusion of some of our friends and family.
After Marek and I got together, we had my former spouse and his girlfriend over for dinner, and we all had a great time.
Similarly, I'm good friends with my former husband's first wife, and with Marek's first wife, so I'm living proof that it is possible to change dysfunctional family patterns.
It takes love, work, willingness to set aside judgment, and determination, but it can absolutely be done.
This is GREAT!!!
Thank YOU @asonintrigue.
Ooh ok, we got the wave going. So glad my writing made you want to move. I am connecting with the wave in motion. Know that I am doing the wave in Georgia, USA. Thanks, @asonintrigue. I am in the midst of a cloudy, thunderstorm, rainy day been going on for the last week. Seriously, pulling on my mood. So this pic is just what the doctor ordered.
HAHAHAHA Yaaay
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Beautiful! Extensive! Perfect! Binded....:-)