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The Ripple Effect
I have been silent for awhile now. Here on my blog and all other forms of social media. Just dealing with stuff, you know life. Trying to figure it all out, when I finally realized there are no clear answers. This was the first post I shared on Twitter just a little over a week ago. Then onto Instagram and my Facebook page.
(PS – I would love to meet and get to know each one of you on those media platforms also. Follow me and I promise to follow back!)
Anyway, I got tired of pretending. Pretending and hiding behind the smiles and the words that never seemed to mean anything to me. Even if they may have meant something to others, so I stopped sharing. But I never stopped writing and those closest to me have stood by me, letting my silence linger and for that I am grateful. They make me stronger. You all make me stronger and I hope you will forgive me for dropping out for a while to find my way.
I now want to send out ripples, to reengage if you will, although I don’t yet know to what level. I realize that maybe if my posts, my words, my images, or just my presence touches one heart, … well it’s all worth it. That may spark them touching someone else and so on and so forth. That is the ‘ripple effect’. So, rise up mighty warriors it is time to seize the day!
So Many Worlds
So, what say you?
MLK – The Final Word in Reality
Wearing Masks
What hides behind the smiles?
The vacant staring eyes?
Aren’t we tired, so tired,
of wearing masks?
We stare into the mirror and
what do we see looking back at us?
There living inside we see the mystery,
of the imposter who we do not trust.
The eternal fight rages ever on,
to be who we were created to be.
An endless war wages in our brains,
could we be more than what we believe?
We must stand firm and unafraid,
for we are not meant to be fools.
We toss away the sweetest poison,
of false truths and the ridicule.
We have a destiny and a mission,
a path less traveled that beckons us there.
We must rise like a phoenix from the ashes,
knowing we are not the disguises we wear.
What hides behind the smiles?
The vacant staring eyes?
Aren’t we ready, so ready,
to take off the masks?
~Mark Schutter ©2016
This poem was inspired by my hope that in 2017 I can continue to remove some of the many masks I wear that hide me from others. To be more authentic and real, more vulnerable and accepting, of myself and others. To not live under the shadows others expectations. My wife and I have decided that 2017 will be a year of preparation for us. Preparing our hearts, minds and bodies for the future of all that is good and available to us each day. Now, I leave the ball in your court, how will you live in 2017?
Happy New Year 2017!
Discarded Myths – What is truth?
What is truth?
Can you answer that question for yourself, or if asked by others?
I so often struggle with the question, for what is truth? Is it based on our feelings, our emotions, our circumstances? The things we can see with our eyes, hear with our ears or smell with our nose? Something we can hold, something we can own?
Or is truth something more?
To paraphrase the Grinch, “… maybe it doesn’t come from a store. Maybe… perhaps… it means a little bit more!”
I believe there is a reality beyond what we can always see. It lies at the intersection of the physical and spiritual worlds, and then sometimes, when the veil is thin we are allowed a glimpse. A glimpse into the truth of reality. For now we must rest in the assurance of myths that hold an element of the truth and the narrow path upon which it lies.
For truth is still truth: whether I, you, we or anyone else chooses to believe it or not.
For now we must listen to the voices of myth. Those myths of a God, a power greater than ourselves, that is what I believe in. Legends of a God who became man and walked among us with only love. He weeps for the lost and the evil in the world but the tales hold the truth in the words they speak. May we each be strong, help one another and stay on the path to the truth, for he and a greater future awaits us, if we dare.
Truth Be Told
