Lessons I Teach Myself
Lessons I Teach Myself
Tracy Chapman sang that a revolution "sounds like a whisper."
It is soft, gentle, creeps in on you with subtle urgency.
She sang 'bout people rising up, and that the tables are finally starting to turn, and that you better run run run run run run run....
She sang 'bout welfare and unemployment line and armies of salvation.
She sang 'bout wasting time, and crying, and 'Don't you know?'
She sang about you. She sang about me. She sang about us.
Her words stick with me today, as I feel the society around me- the western society that is, the one that puts individualism and capitalism in the forefront, that raises children to work, to accomplish, to succeed, to be first - I feel the society around me in shambles, trying to hold on to its illusion but its fatigue is too strong. It's tired. And it says, in a faint exhausted voice: 'Turn the table on me. Go ahead.'
And maybe we will.
Maybe we'll examine our flaws as a society, and rise up united and more caring than before. Maybe we'll move away from big cities, or start communities that would care for one another, maybe we'll vote differently so we wouldn't find ourselves handling a disaster in a disastrous way.
And maybe we will come out even more damaged, more polarized. More in the trenches of suffering, of chasing. More into being FIRST, even when that means letting people in our communities live on the streets, or die alone in hospitals, or choose not to go to the hospital when sick because the hospital bill will be too high.
Time will tell how our next revolution would be.
But in the meantime, there is another revolution I'd like to talk 'bout:
The revolution of the mind, of the spirit. The revolution of the heart.
What does THAT revolution look like? What does it sound like? What does it feel like?
THAT is one revolution I wanna run run run run run run run to... the revolution of my HEART.
Tamar Pelzig pledged to write something every day, even if it's only a word, so she welcomed to the world a daily blog that may, or may not be, of any significance to anyone other than herself. If you found her lil' life lessons, stories, poems and blurbs meaningful to you, well that's f**ing amazing! Comment and share so she can pat herself in the back - she doesn't do that nearly enough. Cheers.