moving forward...
“Go back?" he thought. "No good at all!
Go sideways? Impossible! Go forward? Only thing to do! On we go!"
So up he got, and trotted along with his little sword held in front of him and one hand feeling the wall, and his heart all of a patter and a pitter.”
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Hobbit
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Hobbit
Life
it moves
all the time
we sometimes live with the illusion
that it stops
let's us sit still
bask
whine
hide
but
in all reality
it doesn't.
Each moment
we stand
for just a fragment of a smidgen of a second
between there and there
in
the moment
we just don't always know it
or realize it
or admit it.
Just as the water under this old covered bridge
moves under the relic of days past,
so our life
moves...
sometimes creeps when the dryness settles over our shell of hardness
sometimes
it is like being stuck in the middle of an inner tube
going as swiftly and quickly as
the ripples move forward.
sure...
there is a risk..
a risk that
we'll get dumped out,
fall off,
or in sometimes my case fall off and have to lay face down because my butt is too big to jump back on...
but
in all of it
Life
rumbles along,
moves,
oozes,
drizzles
seems to stall but then
rushes ahead....
Always
every minute
we move forward
in some way or another...
and
if we are aware enough to know it
we capture breathless sights along the way
if we are brave enough to open our eyes
we catch glimpses of wonder and love
and
if we so allow our hearts to swell with excitement
we
experience the wave of being alive...
fully alive
with wind in our hair and water all around...
life moves forward...
all the time..
past behind
future before
and
here...
right here...
we live.
May each of us
relish our
"here" moment
and
breath deeply and feel the pitter patter of your heart,
love
laugh
burst forth with the wonder of being alive for another brief moment.
Today
life moves forward.
elections
come and go
people vote one way or the other
presidents leave and stay.
The election will end..
in an outcome
and
we people
who
get all caught up in it....
move on forward.
I'm a skeptic
I really don't believe my vote really counts
don't think it really matters..
but
I will vote..
because I can
and
so should you...many others around the world
are still silenced by
their gender, or social class and religion --
we still have the right--the right to
flick the switch
and
even if
it might be an illusion that we have a voice...
I'm still gonna do it.
so
move on forward
go to the poll and flick a switch and
then
enjoy the ride for the rest of the day...
the past
stays behind
the future is forward....
enjoy here just for today..
Have a great Tuesday...
blessings...
the radical rambler


2 Comments:
Although I voted, I too am a skeptic. I don't think my vote counts. Especially when one considers that it's not the votes but the electoral college system that ultimately decides. I don't get it. Anyway...
I have fallen out of many inner tubes while floating down the Guadalupe River, unable to get my arse back in, pretending that I meant to be in the water holding onto the tube enjoying the current of cold water from within... burr!
It's difficult, given what we've been listening to for the last year, to believe that one person can make a difference.
In theory, if the popular vote in State A is for Candidate X, then those electoral votes go to him/her.
So, in a way, it does make a difference. Not to mention, everyone who makes the effort, effectively, thumbs their nose at those who would 'stifle' voters.
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