I've always felt each one of us populating this planet comes with an inbuilt survival package. We just get different scripts and get thrown into varied scenarios. each one of us specks is heroic in its own extraordinarily ordinary way.
we all have it in us to be heroes and make the best of what life throws at us. some are luckier enough in that they get to tap that hidden fount in their lifetime, some too busy scraping a living and battling prejudices, don't. And yes, there are some that spend the precious moments whingeing and cribbing about what could have been, not knowing that its upto them to shape the future with their hands.
I remember expostulating my belief to quite some people at different points in life, when they felt that they couldnt have survived a certain set of circumstances like somebody else had. You can be that somebody, when push comes to shove, when its time to make your dreams come true and be true to yourself.
even a roving glance at the animal world is telling enough. each day in the Masai Mara is a twirling circle of birth and death...and survival. the impala that gives the pack of wild dogs the slip lives, for another day.the carnivores, the herbivores, the omnivores...fighting tooth and nail to live.
And aren't we humans possessed of that ultimate weapon of consummate creation and destruction, that elixir of ideas, the brain. How then can anyone claim to be helpless, weak or awestruck with the ones who have made it upstream.
each one of us has stories of courage, strength and overcoming the odds in our lives...in different shapes and forms.
somebody I worked with whos around my age juggling two kids and a job, hasnt had a vacation since she was a kid, who hasnt travelled anywhere in particular, who's saving to retire to travel and enjoy life. is she any less a person for not doing all the amazing crazy things me or other women of her age have done and laughed at? Is her practicality and old-fashioned mindset to be laughed at or condescended to? I don't think so. Different strokes for different folks.
that's what is remarkable about the human spirit...the freedom of choice...to be what you want to be and not what the world's hype machine tells you to be.
Free will to Be or Become.
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4 comments:
yeah..extraordinarily ordinary...
isnt it? poetry in the prosaic sort of a thing...
Very nice - rings so true!
Thanks, nee! :-)
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