You look like me, sort of a rant

Within the chaos of political intrigue and division- cultural differences-race and ethnicity. Let us find what we have in common rather than what separates. opening refers to divisive public figures.

You look like me, sort of a rant: A political plea to find commonality and caring within humanity.

 

I’m always looking. You are too. How are we the same and how are we different? Hadn’t we better find something to agree on?

Do we have to be hung up on anything regarding our personalities? Is our vision clouded by an improper perspective? What is proper, acceptable, refined or polished?

 I care more about

who you are behind your skin. Who are you really?

Should I listen to you too seriously? How much of your deal is a wall, a smokescreen. You sure get a lot done even with hyenas following you ready to kill.

Blustery, loud, out to shake it up, shake us all up and up: We all are looking up. For the next big thing, will we be ready? Do we even care??

Have we lost sight of what was important? Do we even know?

I agree that we need to care about the lost ones in this world. Everyone is wishing at their own wishing well. Silken blinders are over your eyes and mine.

They are bright colored shadows of what we are. Why do we need them? For we see in the sunlight just fine.

On line, off line, every kind of social media and we play too many mind games. The sunlight is beautiful. Real life with pain is preferable to drug induced coma.

Real life is where the action really is. The struggle is now. The learning and growth and maturity will polish and bring true inner beauty of character.

Please forgive me for dragging on. Life is precious but can also be confusing, difficult and perilous for many of us in this world. How patient are we with one another, could we be more so? It is so easy to judge one another. What is gained?

Emotional and mental calisthenics wring us out and we lose sight of the simplicity of life and seeing our differences as colors rather than something to judge.

                         These and much more are what could be melodies playing life songs.                       

But, oh we desire to survive, and much more to shine. Can I thank God for the pain? I thank Him for the joy.

Implanted within is a capacity to push forward when under duress. Why is this? Everyone has this in one from form or another in varying degrees.

What of the suicide we may of just heard of? Who whispered it in this precious one’s ear? Once life is gone the battle is done. When did those around him or her miss the desperation which drives this kind of thing? When the voice of reason may have had a chance to help, to reason, to persuade that life will go on if you can get through this desperate moment?

 My heart bleeds for the lost ones. We live among them…all around.

Are we trying our best to share? Share smiles with the homeless. Give to the poor.

Spend your life on those who will never pay you back. People groan all around us. Souls are broken. Love cares listens, waits, and shares. But mostly love sees. It is really about time and not being afraid. To come alongside those who have withdrawn into silent cocoons. A voice, a smile a touch can break the spell of the withdrawn one. It may bring suspicion but gentleness and consistency can go a long way.

Hearts are full to overflowing with the ability to learn. Love may be misunderstood, may even stumble and fall. Brittleness can be softened one heart at a time. Is it scary to live with one’s heart shining on display for all to see? Do we want to be an open book and living a life transparent?

Author's Note

How do you feel about the differences between us in an area of life you see in this world? Should we be blinded by the big winded words of those which may be in leadership? We are all just human.

Reviews

[LSS]

Thank you Kathy for voicing what most of us have been thinking about all this new (but more of the same) rhetoric. I like what you penned: "Have we lost sight of what was important? Do we even know?
I agree that we need to care about the lost ones in this world. Everyone is wishing at their own wishing well. Silken blinders are over your eyes and mine.
They are bright colored shadows of what we are. Why do we need them? For we see in the sunlight just fine. On line, off line, every kind of social media and we play too many mind games. The sunlight is beautiful. Real life with pain is preferable to drug induced coma.
Real life is where the action really is. The struggle is now. The learning and growth and maturity will polish and bring true inner beauty of character.

[Kathy Van Kurin]

LSS,
I wish yourself and family more bright sunshine, happy hours and just the ability to look past the shadows of this culture that would drag us all down with it's lies.
Thanks so much for you fabulous review and personal response.
Kathy

[Aston Marley]

Nice one, thanks for sharing.