A Sense

I walked this evening unwillingly, uneasy and mad. Recently, I have been feeling bombarded by the host of metaphysical solutions to everyday natural concerns we all have. Accordingly, I feel very uneasy talking about this since it borders on "politics" and enters of the realm of where one catches the updrafts into the sky for individual satisfaction. Afterall, who am I too argue for and against.

My only concern is that have we simply become so foreign to oursleves that we don't know what a snowflake means to us without someone else telling us? Have we become so de-sensitized to the gentleness and caring offered by others we cannot see it for what it is without some deep mysterious message? Sheeeeeeshh...when the rain falls...the it makes a sound and the forest gets wet and smells good! Is that not enough? And if we should be so fortunate perhaps we can catch some falling droplets between our lips and kiss another and share the moment at which it occurs. When a child falls in the street it is not meant to be by some unknown force...it hurts, and any force which desires to inflict pain on someone so innocent does not rate up there in the forces I would respect.

I know little about metaphysics. Making it through a regular day...keeping my eyes, ears and heart open to receive it is the only thing I wish to do. I attempt not to judge and attempt not to shame, for me it is about simply day to day and having it all somehow become meaningful, warm and touching to me. If I can kiss the lips of another who also enjoys catching the droplets and knows the happiness they bring then all the rest does not matter.....for me metaphysics has become extraneous noise. The real sounds, the real pleasures are free and all around us to experience.