Simon the poet

feelings from a traveller along life's pathways

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I've travelled; I've lived here and there; always searching for something. And yet perhaps the one discovery of recent years has been the realisation that I have a strong clear voice inside. I listen so much to so many voices, some my own - despairing, angry, frustrated, scared. And I want to achieve so much! But what I'd really like is to reach out to you, call you to listen to your voice. And then who knows what might happen in this crazy world of ours. And I'd like to live on in your thoughts. Share what we have and who we are; what else can we do? We all have such strength and beauty and love - we just have to find the courage to show it - and to share it. Because that's where hope comes from. That's how I can face the future.

Saturday, November 17, 2007

what do I bring to the party?

.... I often wonder that. Now and then, I get an answer. Today, one of the guys I've been working with defined it for me. He remarked "I'm sure you'll carry across the same enthusiasm and commitment and will be a success" (in whatever you do next). And this from someone who exhibited just those very qualities in what he did.

So maybe it's true. Maybe we see some aspect of ourselves in others. I've long known that when I give feedback to another person, I say it in ways that are important to me. If I value loyalty, I will comment favourably when someone else is loyal. When someone else is loving and gentle, I notice it because I have within me the capability to be loving and gentle - and I value it highly.

The reverse is also true. If someone is pushy and harsh, maybe I react against it because I know I can be like that - and I don't like it.

The other day, I went to a christening. I saw a young member of my family, who's just about to turn 8, acting very gently and lovingly to his very young new cousin. He seems to show a wonderful aptitude with babies and young children. And he also knows how to correct his granny who keeps saying that the newborn is his niece. "She's my COUSIN" he says firmly, with a hint of exasperation. Deep down, I recognise that Charlie is indeed a member of my family.

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