Turning Back the Clock‘S Time of Suffering
Planting seeds of change in the hearts of many
Reading another, listening to messages from the collective triggered deeper thought of self-reflection and the steps leading to this point in time. Heavy as the sounds, tremors and ground-breaking snaps as our steps veer off onto trails with fewer visitors than typical touristy traps.
Turning back the clocks, the hourglass of time, to a moment where a five-year-old drops wisdom of the ages, center stage and into our laps — dead in our tracks, self-evaluation of who and what we are to do in this lifetime. A glimpse of self-gratitude, inner joy, as if one has just found a pot of gold.
Sharing the wealth with a father figure of old school thought, not met on similar battlefields of thought-provoking peace — planting our seeds. What does one say to the one who says, “I feel sorry for you, taking guidance from a child?”
Deep pause — more self-reflecting tones singing through, “I feel it takes courage to address the innocence of this child, redirecting our steps into brighter days — in hopes of painting a better picture for future generations.” Not met with assurance, quite the opposing force at hand, “what are you trying to say? I am not going to change who I am. Not now, not ever.”
Sighing with great sadness, heavy this heart song squelching tone of another, knowing I have struck the magical cord — within self and healing of past, present and future. “What is the difference between a thirty-five-year-old who listens to his five-year-old, taking guidance on how to better his world and the thirty-five-year-old battling in a conversation with a seventy-year-old of what feels right?”
“The difference, one is willing to admit fault, vulnerable and scared of what others may think — whilst staying the course as to what feels right versus what is told to be so. What better a man who listens to his child, altering steps for brighter days?”
Deepest gratitude for the lessons of undoing, past or present participle showing a devote conviction of bettering self and all our encounters. Even greater is the gratitude for the strength of the innocent stepping forward to challenge the old ways, giving opportunity for inner knowing of what comes next.
~Ani Po
