Psycho-babble

Psycho-babble

There are so many things I could write about at any given moment that its hard to make a concrete decision on exactly what to write and how to convey it as clearly as I can for others to be able to read and understand.  Day after day more just comes to mind and it makes it almost impossible to write one thing without mentioning at least 50 other things...and its hard enough to make a point anyway.  Most of the time I don't know what I am writing about until I am half way or more through it.  Which is to say that nothing will ever be complete.  While I am good enough at giving my opinion and sharing my experiences, I am not that great at closing it off to make a point.  Usually I leave things pretty open-ended for others to make what they want of it.  I've never been too good at 'teaching', but then again...what do I have to teach and why should I care enough about it to even consider teaching it?  Well, I suppose the answer can be found in the forest...among a heap of broken branches and withered leaves.  They had a life all their own, they sprouted from the ground and grew into something amazing.  While the tree had no idea of what was happening, it still happened. 

People often go through life without knowing exactly whats happening, but that doesn't mean they don't have any clue about it...they just may not understand it.  Life is constantly changing, whether we want it to or not.  Sometimes its a bad change, sometimes a good change...but it is change.  With this change comes experience.  A small tree has not lived long enough to be strong enough to handle some types of weather.  A small tree may break when the wind blows hard enough, while a larger tree may seemingly remain untouched...but it is still changed.  It may lose a few leaves or something.  Anyway, people are a lot like this.  The only real difference being that people can make what they want out of a situation through experience.  I know that using trees to make this point is a little out there, but so are more metaphors. 

Nature - doesn't matter how inanimate it may appear - has plenty of lessons to teach us about life.  We see the changes in nature, the fearfully strong weather and the fragile flower all hold their own life.  With each passing day, we can see a lifetime go by.  What matters is what you take with you and whether or not you will allow something to break you or move on from it, growing stronger as the days pass.  Something that will not change is the end, but we can change anything we want on the way there.

And again, I am at a meeting place with myself and there is a fork in the road.  There are so many more places I can visit right now, but maybe the knowledge that there will always be a crap load of possibilities along the way is enough for me.  The weather has changed me plenty, but I am still me - I have the experiences in life to call my own and...who knows...maybe help someone along the way.