I remember a time when I'd worked in behalf of others until exhaustion hit hard. Upon exhausting, I remember hearing that I was 'an all or nothing kind of person'.
Did I bristle? You bet.
Did I respond in anger? No way.
By the time that 'put down' had circled back to me
I'd come to know many sides of myself
And thus was I able to set the record straight:
It had been my habit to give my all
Until there was nothing left of me to give—at all.
Perhaps that's why THE GIVING TREE
Has always been one of my favorite books to gift.
During the time of my exhaustion, I heard myself referred to as selfish.
That made me wonder whether negatively focused judgments
are based in shortsighted hindsight with disregard for an entire history.
As I maintain a sense of hopefulness that
Relationships, which have fallen apart
May, one day, reunite on solid ground
I tunnel for insights, which may have been missed
By all who care, and as all includes—me—
Here is what I've come to see:
THE FOUR PILLARS
Which support the roof that shelters friendship, love and mutual trust
Depend upon:
Knowledge, Experience, Hindsight, Depth Perception, Farsightedness—
As to shortsighted comments made in haste, whom amongst us has not done the same?
In short, over time, positive change can culminate in forgiveness, all around.
Rather than having grown selfish
I trust myself to have grown self aware
And as I've come to see both sides of me
In greater depth than ever before
I trust in the wisdom of turning points
Before breaking points occur
And with hopes that positive focus
May spread, like wildfire, all around
I trust that those who 'saw'
Exhaustion as self centered selfishness
May develop a fondness for self awareness, down the road.
Thank goodness the safety net, which swooped me up as I fell, picked up the slack while I—refueling my energy source on Walden Pond—learned to take better care of myself. Once my spirit restoked, my heart and mind tunneled toward insights, which lit up the reasons why I'd acquired the need to care for others until exhaustion stopped me in my tracks. And as subconscious fears surfaced, my ability to make changes for the better took off at a gallop.
When hoping to make changes for the better, these questions arise:
Which portions of history doth shortsightedness dismiss?
How might depth perception answer:
Why our economy continues to suffer?
Why banks close their eyes to pleas—
From solid citizens, fighting foreclosure?
Why are our schools underfunded?
Why idolize entertainment figures who continue to rise above the law?
Why doth medical technology continue to advance—
While patient care declines?
Why are conflicting ideologies in the Middle East catastrophic—
For every free nation—not just for Israel?
Why are our bodies of government bankrupt while Big Business booms ...
How can a government close up shop?
Which values must plummet before
The the entire infrastructure of—a world power—
Crumbles before our eyes—denial is everywhere
Once Annie grows up and spends time in hospitals, recovering from surgeries, she'll have lots of time to read and ponder upon life and love on Walden Pond.
And now, more than ever, Annie trusts that if each of us cleans out the closet of our minds—thus differentiating facts from long-standing misjudgments—then families, who make up our global community, may stop spinning on wheels like gerbils in cages, getting no place—better—fast.
Every life
Every person
Every nation
Everything is connected
As part of our global community
We each embrace change for the better
Or collectively, we sink
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