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The past never goes away.

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Taking Responsibility

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.

A Serious Thought

 

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!

It’s Done!

 

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 Curious Child

 

 

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