A wee bit of philosophy for ya.
From the moment we were born, we were conditioned to avoid confrontation. If we opened our tiny mouths to cry, a bottle was used to muffle our cries. We were taught as if we were puppies, not to bark and growl and oncoming passer-bys. Parents, teachers, preachers, and priests, have unleashed great pressures upon us. They have forced us to accepted their ways, their religions, their visions, their values, their conventions, their politics, their wisdom. The sad thing is that society has learned that it is better to conform than to be.
But life, I have learned, is like the gentle dandelions. Chopped of at the ground, it will spring back up from a single hair root. The human spirit is like the hair root. The trick is too discover our own hair root and cherish it, because from the one little amputated, fraction of a root searching for the sun, that is me, that’s you, that’s us.
And how do we get our own unique individual look on life? The key is embarrassingly simple. We need only give ourselves permission, our own permission, to peer out of our closets, step out look around, ask questions, demand answers, demand respect, share our creative sides, speak out, search for love, search for life, search for meaning, seek justice. To be is the hardest lock you will pass in life.
Silence is the fear that disables us from being. How do you deal with the silence? Here is the key: Fear is our ally, fear confirms us, fear is energy that is convertible to power, fear is friend and foe alike, and fear is powerful. Yet, fear should only challenge you, energize your senses, and in the presence of fear you should become alert. I have learned not to be ashamed of my fear but, embrace it. One cannot be brave without the fear. Because isn’t bravery just the facing of our fear? Fear confirms that at my heart’s core, life not death is the authority. But, the dead are not afraid, fear is the painful emotion that controls my being. I must muster the courage to make the argument that I am me, and only can be me.
