At 2:56 a.m. I sat up in bed. It was light out and Mr. Nightingale was singing for all he is worth. Then Song Thrush was at the front gate and she was singing to her babies all over the yard and I decided that nature said it was time to get up. So Boza and I got up and went for a walk. After a cup of coffee…
Now I am on my second cup of coffee and writing a post on this wonderful day. I want to get working, but I have to respect the neighbors and sleeping time frames. But that does not matter, what matters is that Boza and I watched a beautiful sunrise come up around 3:30 a.m. At that time it was about 12 degrees Celsius and the beams of sunlight felt really good on my face. Then at that moment, well at many moments that I live in the village, it all came together, “The meaning of life…”
My dad had tried to find the meaning of life, my grandfather, my grandmother, many friends, many teachers and many other people I knew tried to understand what life was suppose to be about and why are things the way they are? They all tried to find meaning of life in material items and many other ways, but never did they stop and embrace nature and or Mother Earth. Oh they tried to bend the earth to their wishes, but never did it occur to everyone I knew, that life’s answers are right in front of our faces and they are present at all times. Even when things are at their very worst, life has pleasures and lessons, even as you lay in bomb crater bleeding to death if no help arrives, there is something that life is trying to teach you, even as you lay dying…
I know, I remember a beetle once, struggling to carry a morsel of food for him and his family, he worked endlessly and finally crested the top of the crater and disappeared, but not until he left me with the realization, that no one is going to do it for you, you must do it for yourself. I knew that if I just laid there waiting to be saved, no one would save me and like the beetle, struggling to get food home. I struggled to get home myself. I became my own medic, for he would never come to me, until it was too late. I applied sulfur to the wound, I wrapped the wound and I crawled, like the beetle taking a chunk of food home that was way to heavy and big, but hey you do what you have to do…
I never thought I would die. It never crossed my mind, then or even years later with six heart attacks. I never thought that I would die. It just never was an issue and no matter how terrible things became, I never thought I would die from wounds or issues that should have killed me. There has been two dozen times in my life, that I should have died. Should have, but never did, for some reason…
Life is what you make it! Not what others/governments/friends/family/anyone or anything try to make it for you. Life is what you make it…
We are all human, we are all born from the earth, we have all the internal instincts that we need to embrace life, nature and earth with proper respect. We have a planet big enough for everyone to live, grow, develop, survive, and or use intellectualism to a higher platform. Life is a combination of all factors. You have to gather all aspects of your surroundings such as God, nature, earth, space, and a million other stimuli that entails our surroundings everyday…
So this morning as the sunbeams struck my face and a bunch of noisy ravens cawed at me to go away from their tree. I realized what life is about! It is very simple and easy. It presents itself to us everyday and we chose to ignore it or not. I found life in a sunbeam this morning. It flowed along and in slow motion, I watched it drift toward me and enveloped my face in its embrace. It felt good, warm and energizing and the cawing of the ravens was beautiful music to accompany that sunbeam…
Life is all in your own head and it starts with you, for you can not have life, until you live yourself – kKEETON…
Post by Kyle Keeton
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