The past never goes away.
The past never goes away.
Immortality exists in the memory of others.
Two little words. Actually they are not so little and neither is their meaning. Taking Responsibility is something that is often not done and always should be. And who gets the blame? Well, of course, everyone else. Lately it’s the Millennial’s. A generation of young people whose name is usually used before or after a snide comment.
It isn’t their fault, usually. Their parents, and that generation, was so hell bent on protecting the children of the next-generation that in doing so, insulated them too far. They grew up not knowing what it was like to fail. Failure is part of the learning curve. We have to learn how to deal with disappointment and rejection and angst. It’s all part of the process. If, as a child you’re always told that you are perfect and can do no wrong then as an adult you will continue to believe it.
My generation was so proud of getting away from the Me Generation that we boomerang straight into the Fear Generation. And it’s all our fault, mostly.
Our world will one day be run by the Millennial’s. They will one day be leaders of industry, politicians and law makers. Hopefully their childhood of fear will segue into caring and competent adults. I am an unrepentant optimist. I believe that not all of them are quite as clueless as so many appear to be. But it will not be easy.
Mistakes were made in the past and the past never goes away. What is that saying: ‘if you forget your past, you’re doomed to repeat it.’ It’s entirely possible I have forgotten the exact quote, but you get the gist. I’ve often heard the youth dismissing what has gone on in the past. I have heard that is archaic and is not relevant. It is comments like that, that makes one wonder if they have what it takes to survive.
A few years ago power went out over a great deal of Central Canada and the northern states. I wasn’t significantly bothered. It was in the summertime but it wasn’t too hot and I simply had a cold dinner that night. Traffic lights were out, subways were out, even cell towers were down. The power was out for I believe up to 12 hours, or more, in some areas. There was a lot of trouble in the cities with traffic lights etc.
What I found particularly telling in this whole situation was the furor brought on by the inability of people to use their cell phones. And lights! I had people knocking on my door because they heard I had candles. These people did not know what to do when the lights went out. They didn’t have candles because, well, there is a light on their cell phone. People honestly said that to me. They could not conceive of their being no electricity.
Such a little thing as no lights and the world goes to hell? Not in my generation. You put a candle in a glass in one hand, a bottle of beer in the other and you’ve got a date. If the Millennial’s cannot learn to adapt then I’m glad I won’t be here to see it.
I have no problem being inclusive but not at my own exclusion.
A serious thought
Popped into my head
It seems there was trouble
With a word that I said.
I cannot remember
The word that I used
But my brain is insisting
That my ego is bruised.
My feelings chimed in
They felt it was wrong
The word that I used
Belonged in a song.
Confusion’s set in
We’re all in a flux
The bits that are me
Think everything sucks!
I need calm in this place
That I call my head
Relax and shut up
I know what I said!
I lied to them all
I needed some peace
It is sleep I require
As the voices decrease.
Have you ever surmised
About the noise in your head
They’re loud all our lives
Until we are dead
I welcome the gang
When we all work as one
But then there are days
When I am seriously done!
Time does not deal kindly with some people.
Our cameras remember for us.
Yup! It’s over. Kaput. It’s gone, finished. And what the hell do we do next!
The year 2017 was a good year. It was also a bloody awful year. As I look back over the previous 12 months I’m pleased that I survived it and that those I love, are happy and healthy. We have made great strides as a species but there have also been atrocities that we have to take responsibility for. But not today.
Today I want to remember fondly the things I’ve done, the people I have connected with and the dreams I still hold dear. December 31 is a day of reflection and of anticipation. Where are we going next? What are our goals? I can only speak for myself and I can only postulate that the good times I am expecting will only manifest themselves if I’m in the right attitude. It’s all about the attitude.
Have I grown as an individual? Have I been a positive influence to those I have connected with? I think so. I hope so.
Anticipation is a wonderful way to greet the New Year. And I am anticipating a year full of laughter and positive experiences. I’m going to publish at least one book this year, possibly two. I’m going to have another art show that I am excited about. I’m painting underseascapes that I have never done before. And I’ve already sold one painting!
Will there be tears in my future? Probably. I’m sure there will be disappointments and anger and sadness and . . . but that’s okay. It’s all part of the journey and I’m looking forward to the next step. Would you like to share a little of my journey? It’s going to be a ride!
A child once sat at her mother’s knee
And asked that tales be told
Of God and Jesus and Angels true
A world she could behold
A tender age, a tender mind
She loved the tales of God
A gentle Father to us all
A Son who once was flawed
The tales she heard so long ago
They stayed within her heart
And formed the woman she became
I think she’s pretty smart
The mother passed on to her rest
The child grew up to be
For you know, so long ago
That curious child was me
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