Let's change track a little.
Sorry I've been quiet all August/September! Life brings it with some beautiful obligations, and it's driven me to start a conversation on how to be both Creative and a Normal Contributing Citizen of the world...
Let people walk their own journey.
As you, are on your own journey.
Let them not know things
As you, also, don’t know things.
Don’t shame them for not knowing
For once you also
on the radar of another.
If someone should shame you for not seeing yet
then shame on them for lacking grace!
In not allowing you to walk your own journey
And go slowly at your own pace.
If your friend is suffering because they made a stupid decision,
hug out the carnage of their own mistake.
Be the person that says nothing and promises nothing but to just be present in that moment
throw their arms around the shoulders of their own mess
get their fingernails filthy in the soil of their new learnings.
But if you must intervene somehow
then give them a pen
so they can
yank the rotten fruit from the tree of their broken Eden
and write an anthology of poetry from all this new wisdom.
For wisdom is treasure often traded with pain
begotten by trial and error
where the risk averse are rewarded the least,
save the reckless adventurer whom finds solace
in crying and shocked mouths agape
due to their masterful storytelling abilities.
Why is Control the most coveted item at the auction,
and Influence the secret stock?
If they were sisters, Control would be the anxious fidgety one,
And Influence known for her listening skills, gentle laughter,
and ease of conversation.
It is necessary that I fail fast,
break my neck every once in a while
learn to be happy in a hospital bed;
and diminish my energy to judge you,
and while suffering
shall the waistline of my perspective
loosen its belt
from gorging on too much self-reflection.
I will line my gut with choices,
Grow my stomach strong;
Really strong – from coughing up the blood of
truth expansion and
Every cringe, every grimace will accompany
my assertive communication,
from voicing opinions that no one seemed to have the balls to say.
Cowardice forgets to number his days
For when his year is up
he’ll wish he fought the battles he could have won.
I’d rather the person who said no to me
and let me hate them for a little bit
for just a split second—
I'd have more respect for them,
more than the person who promises me things and never delivers.
Say no, when you mean no
You will be better for it.
You are the Master of your Strongest Emotions,
(I promise you, it gets easier).
Refuse to blow your stack at the person who screwed you over.
Tame the lion of your ego,
teach her to growl in the safe confines of her cave,
for her carnage was never trained
to bring the salvation you crave.
Speak calmly this day,
Separate self from vulnerable persons,
Throwing a grenade at their face will not serve your righteous dessert.
Leave the lion overnight to a comatose sleep,
and in the morning awake her.
Teach her to write down what she wants;
Teach her to wear the shoes of her Aggressor--
I guarantee you, she will become closer to resolution,
she will be better equipped to solve conflict this day.