SageTree

This was a journal entry of mine, and thought it was more appropiate in the Writer's Forum, but it was a quote in a book that brought out alot of reflection in my head. This one gets cynical at times. Upon reflecting on this entry over Dawali I had an other series of more positive changes over these earlier thoughts.

These were:

1. It is my suffering, my dream, my perception. Don't put my hurt on the world, it's not them putting it on me. I choose, nothing makes me. My suffering is me putting my judgement on their choices, in what I think is negativly effecting the planet. Don't Judge. Don't be cyclical.

2. Because I feel like a lone drop of water, some days, doesn't mean there aren't countless drops unseen altering the coarse of a river. Trying to carve an easier channel to the Inifinate Ocean

3. Maybe I find several other drops to be the ones to quench one person's thirst in the final swallow of a glass of water drank alittle too fast, the ones that bring them mindfullness to their hasty action.

4. My elements of the body may someday help a tree grow, or be the newly burst fruit of the vine that nourishes a person like myself when they are walking their groceries home. Being part of that relief or that peace of mind to trudge on and be happy with a simple life, as their teeth sink in to my body or to take a rest in the shade of the tree.

These are my reflections. Especially the first one started the turning the other cogs in my head. "Why don't I believe people will stop and help?" my wife asked.

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