As this world sinks deeper into what seems like an irreversible mire, I’m writing what at this point, I’m thinking is quite possibly going to be my final blog post. Since August of last year, I have committed my keyboard, mouse and monitor to commenting on everything from the TSA, to Emma Sullivan and Jordan Powers, to troubles with Iran and Afghanistan. I’ve done my level best to shine some light on the multitude of problems with our schools, attempted to posit some solid reasoning for the case of LGBT rights and equal protections, and generally make the world, or at least my little corner of it, a better place.
I read something on the good ol’ Facebook news feed today that has me doing some rather deep thinking. A relative of mine posted the following quote, along with her two-word, emphatic agreement to the sentiment;
“Some people are like clouds. When they disappear, it’s a brighter day.”
I know a lot of you, my fine, young and most appreciated readers, would agree with this idea. In the past, I would have also, if I’m at all honest. Today though, something about that idea seemed just…wrong. Not only did it seem wrong, it hurt. No, I’m not talking about a physical pain, no pinprick headache, no shin-splint. I’m talking about an emotional pain, one that you can only feel in your heart of hearts when you come across something or some idea that makes you feel so sad, so hopeless for the state of the human condition, that you feel like silently weeping. That’s how this quote made me feel.
Someone once told me that, while we cannot hope to control other people’s actions and words, we can however, control our own reactions to them. How we feel about and react to others is the onus of each and every one of us as a person. So, I asked myself; do I really feel like that about some people? What is it about others that causes me to feel that way? What is it in me that I need to change, so that I stop feeling that way about other people?
When someone “disappears” from our lives, whether it be for the moment or for a lifetime, it’s a loss of varying degree. In my most humble of opinions, (I know, that’s quite a departure for this balding, haggard old blog author, isn’t it!?) we should be thankful for all of the people that cross our lifepaths, both the ones that bring us glad tidings, and those who bode ill tidings. The former enrich our lives and teach us more about joy, while the latter enrich us just as much by instructing and testing our patience and integrity. Not only should we as fellow human beings and life travellers be thankful for these people, we should love them.
Likewise, we are thankful for both clouds and sunshine. While the sun brings us light and warmth, and helps things grow, the clouds bring us the rain, which is also essential for the earth, and everything on her.
My own travels through this life will continue, as long as the good Lord wills them to. For those of you that have joined me on those travels in the past few months, by way of this simple arrangement of electrons, pixels, words and paragraphs, thank you. From the core of my being…thank you. I don’t quite know what life and this world have in store for us, but if we hold each other nearer and dearer to the best of our abilities, I honestly believe that we can get to the other side, come what may, together and relatively unscathed. (Well, maybe minus a few eyebrows or with somewhat less hair up top, but still!)
“Light of the world, shine on me…
Love is the answer.
Shine on us all, set us free…
Love is the answer.”
(England Dan and John Ford Coley, c1978)