We are put on this earth to experience life, to love life,
to sound our own note, not opera in the shower but the free expression of our
soul, our desire, to fulfil the reason we came here for, our purpose in life.
This is the sward of desire or destiny, the sharp instrument that cuts through the
mundane and mediocre. Yet so often we are consumed by the mundane machine that
we live in and allow the sward to get dull.
This is a difficult topic to nail down, because it is so insidious.
Thirteen years ago I finally found a job that allowed me to follow my passion,
the very thing that made my heart sing, each to his own, mine was computer
programming, and I loved it. I could spring from bed in the morning and could
not wait to get to work, put in more hours that was required and leave
inspired, fulfilled, they even paid me for it. There was space to be creative
and my heart was engaged with it. However over the past couple of years,
bureaucracy has taken over and all that remains is a stifling environment that
extinguishes creativity. My heart is no longer in it. Why, don’t I just leave, you ask. Well that
is the subject of this blog, for the same reason that lots of my decisions are
based on, fear. Fear of loss, exposure, embarrassment, failure, future
consequences, death, and poverty to name a few. Obligations, this one is covert
indeed, family, mortgage/rent, insurance and maintaining all the things I own
that define who I am. So with all the
risk taken out of life, there is no room left for anything but the mundane and
mediocre. Why not clime that mountain, or parachute from a plain for the same
reason we buy insurance.
Liberty is mine, shall I say before I pass over to Elysium,
that my soul and my right to express its desire is my god given right, my
obligation. However, the question remains: how does one keep the sward of desire
(soul expression) sharp when it is constantly being dulled by mundane details
of mediocrity. Does one keep the sward just for private use? Do we stand and
wield it with the passion that it deserves whenever it is confronted by the
dullness of the mundane. We must still eat, sleep, work and play.
Desire must override fear. Duty and obligation to others, our
duty is to allow the soul’s desire to be expressed and to be heard, to sound
ones note, to write, to sing, to build, or to paint. Whatever sings to the
heart. Living is an expression of love, it is that simple. We are put here to
live, to love, and to sound our note. Mediocrity may be of our own making,
consider that. In this western mechanized life style we have created, the
average person is bound to the machine of living. Few find their own song.
History is littered with expressions, in all fields of endeavour we find great
persons that sounded their note, in Arts, Construction, Destruction, Invention,
and Discovery. Our song may not make the history books but what is important is
that it is sung, the note sounded, it is what makes our own heart lift and we know
it is right to do so. Consider the quality of your own life, if the person you
most admire, living or not, had surrendered to mediocrity and just went to work
and paid the bills.
So, my friends, may our sward be sharp and our song heard.
Let not the mundane stay us, let not mediocrity lessen our blow. Live, love
life and be true to our heart’s desire. It just may be what our soul wishes to
express. We are all enriched by the songs of others. Add our note to the chorus
of life.
Live long and prosper.
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