…That Kumbaya does not have to be curse word?
Ok, this is probably my worst blog title ever.
There is a lot going on in my world. It is the sort of place that is neither completely bad or completely good. There are questions and there are intuitive notions about what I should be doing and where I should be going with the next chapter of my life.
Notice how I like to refer to my life as if it were pages in a book. Let’s just say that I would prefer to believe that this book is a very thick and well written novel. Adventure with a lot of action, mystery, travel, love and special effects.
The current chapter has been running for a long time. Most definitely not the sort of reading that can be done in one sitting. There have been pieces and parcels of this chapter that could have easily segued into the next, but something has always tied the segments together and maintained the flow. But no chapter lasts forever, nothing does.
The things that are happening currently could be seen through eyes of fear or through eyes of hope and adventure. With some diliberation I have opted for the latter. It is because I am seeing things in this way that I am not thoroughly convinced that the chapter is anywhere near being finished…. but writing, and life, can be very tricky. Trains of thought and plot points can turn on a dime. It is what keeps the reading interesting. It is what makes the story flow.
When in a long chapter, however, the reader must be stimulated and want to find out what happens next. I may be the central character… and the writer of this story… but I must admit that there are many elements (if not all) that keep me ready to continue the experience and write about it day after day after day.
As I often refer to on these and other pages, however, an adventure is only what I make it. Even if it is a minute by minute awareness to choose a direction I must remember that I have an end goal in enjoying the ride. If I want to be happy it is up to me to do the work that provides the result. In knowing that I find myself in a role that not only can provide that for me… but possibly for others as well. No deed, however, is without its selfishness. If I am a foundation of a steadiness for others… at least in attempt… it is possible that who they are as a result (at least in part) may not turn around and provide me with more of what I need in return.
Kumbaya and the circle of life. Let’s see… any other really sickening song titles to add?
I suppose that my point is just that. I don’t usually gravitate to anything that slightly represents “Up With People”… but at the same time I have written of late that I choose to run (or walk swiftly) away from the negatives that can surround me. Perhaps, then, if one is not actively having to sing the song on a guitar in a field of flowers, it doesn’t necessarily have to be a bad experience. I’ll just settle for the thought counting and try to avoid singing it at all.
Besides… it’s only the notion of Kumbaya I am interested in.
Be Happy. Be Well. Be.
August 28th, 2009 at 12:24 pm
Your comment in the 3rd or 4th paragraph about minute by minute awareness of making choices is EXACTLY what I was thinking to myself about while driving just 15 minutes ago—then I come back to jump on laptop and something told me to check your blog—amazing cousin–ME and YOU: “synchronious!!!!” (I like that word…).