Saturday, December 24, 2005
We are the Fireworks
So many things have happened this year that I consider an improvement in my asinine ideology. They happened because I took that stupid silly women’s study class and the subtly of its feminine loving embrace of its messages have stuck by my side. The non-conquestial advice has stood like a guardian angel by my side. Not dictating its massage as life’s problems unfold to be solved like some commandments of infallible word. The message learned was the one of letting go of just being kind to yourself and not beating yourself up over the things beyond your control. As I type this and peer over the contents of the message I realized why I called it a stupid silly class. It’s because the message is so simple so trivial and commonsense but what will it take for people to take it by their side as a guardian angel? Advice, messages, morals of the stories are timed fireworks that have all the elements to explode and forever change the content of your life. It’s the timing of these messages that set these graceful ingredients to life and breathe their power to use. Many times the message has been too late and as I peered over the firework display to see if it would work, the whole lesson blows right up in my face…there are scares there are scars. Sometimes we hear the thunder of the lesson from miles away the sound understandable but meaning muffled and not carried on or put to use. At other times the explosion is as such a distance a place a time that somehow the magical energy of its eruption seeps into your heart and your ready to embrace it. I feel like we live in a world of dynamite makers and test explosions are going off at all times for all reasons that we have become desensitized to the lessons of the fireworks. How many times have we not done what we know would have been best because of the explosion of some unimportant distraction? I guess I just want to say be vigilant of the explosions of this life. Sometimes your exploding light will guide the life of someone waiting for your message and at other times you will be so moved by some one else’s light. We all know what the distracting dynamite of or life is. Today is my day off, the presents are wrapped and I just want to sit here and enjoy the show of the graceful light this world has to offer.
So many things have happened this year that I consider an improvement in my asinine ideology. They happened because I took that stupid silly women’s study class and the subtly of its feminine loving embrace of its messages have stuck by my side. The non-conquestial advice has stood like a guardian angel by my side. Not dictating its massage as life’s problems unfold to be solved like some commandments of infallible word. The message learned was the one of letting go of just being kind to yourself and not beating yourself up over the things beyond your control. As I type this and peer over the contents of the message I realized why I called it a stupid silly class. It’s because the message is so simple so trivial and commonsense but what will it take for people to take it by their side as a guardian angel? Advice, messages, morals of the stories are timed fireworks that have all the elements to explode and forever change the content of your life. It’s the timing of these messages that set these graceful ingredients to life and breathe their power to use. Many times the message has been too late and as I peered over the firework display to see if it would work, the whole lesson blows right up in my face…there are scares there are scars. Sometimes we hear the thunder of the lesson from miles away the sound understandable but meaning muffled and not carried on or put to use. At other times the explosion is as such a distance a place a time that somehow the magical energy of its eruption seeps into your heart and your ready to embrace it. I feel like we live in a world of dynamite makers and test explosions are going off at all times for all reasons that we have become desensitized to the lessons of the fireworks. How many times have we not done what we know would have been best because of the explosion of some unimportant distraction? I guess I just want to say be vigilant of the explosions of this life. Sometimes your exploding light will guide the life of someone waiting for your message and at other times you will be so moved by some one else’s light. We all know what the distracting dynamite of or life is. Today is my day off, the presents are wrapped and I just want to sit here and enjoy the show of the graceful light this world has to offer.
# posted by Nick D @ 1:04 PM 
