Saturday

Letters To The Young #2

We are young. Often we are told what we should do with our youth. How we ought to act, react, think and believe, and most times by people who have lost themselves inside the very same congested systems they direct us into. We are told to be quiet when elders speak, so to gain insight into the wisdom that is a result of their long experiences on this big blue garden. Maybe it is best to look at the value of these experiences before we make haste over a cliff.
Look around you. What do you see, what don’t you see. What do you think? How do you think? How do you make your way through the forest of confusion into the clearing of enlightenment? How and when do you make judgments? Why do you choose one path over the other? What inspires or directs these choices? Who is teaching you to think?

Our paths cannot be chosen by others. Not the generation that precedes us or our children to follow.

We can no longer hide behind the ignorance and excuses of our fore bearers. We cannot get away with murder because… well, others have gotten away with it too. No longer can we justify inherited brutalities under what we choose as natural, divine or man’s law. If we are to claim life, then we must claim it in its entirety. We must take full responsibility of our time in this place.

There is no sense in towing a line that keeps us towing. Things develop, and so must we. If all we ever do is what’s always been done, then all we’ll ever be is what’s always been around.


Namaste