Today is a good day to sit back and remember.
Not just all those who have died in the wars and fights around the world, not just the soldiers who call our country home...
But it's a good time to sit back and reflect on how it is that we treat others... Would those who have sacrificed themselves for a more peaceful world be proud of the way we treat each other?
Would they take pride in the generations that came after them? or would they shake their heads in disgust at the pettiness, the selfishness, the shallowness that goes around?
Today I sat back and I looked at all the status messages on all the different social and networking sites that I belong too and seeing the majority of them reflecting and begging us and telling us ... Remember Them! ... I remember them every time that I as a pagan woman sits down to gather with my friends and loved ones for pagan rituals... I remember them all... those that stood up and fought so that others couldn't come and take our rights from us, those who fought to give us more rights, those who came before us in all aspects of our lives that fought their way through lives so that their children could grow up in a world that they wanted for themselves but would never see.
I remember the stories of the wars, the burnings, the hunts, the inquistions... I remember and I cringe... I cringe at how we as human beings deal with one another... holding grudges over petty differences... nattering about each other... taking offense in small things that in the grande scheme of things is nothing... is a spot of dust next to world wide problems...
I know we're not perfect and I know damn well I'm not perfect... but enough is enough... you tell me to remember, you tell me to honour, you tell me to take pride... all of us need to do it... all of us need to find those things in ourselves... all of us need to remember what hurts us hurts others as well...
This Rememberance Day... I sat here in my house for near 10 minutes in silence... the birds, the cats, the man... everyone was silent. In those minutes as they ticked by I did acknowledge and thank from my heart those veterans, all veterans, from all wars... and I was disappointed in myself and for others, as I also sat and remembered all the petty bickering, fussing, nattering and bitching that's been going on around lately... I was sad that for all the lives that have been taken, given and mourned, even for those who fought and still came home again... no one takes the time to stop and thank them every day, by honouring them every day to strive to be the best human being you could to show that this is a world worth fighting for... to show that this is a world worth stopping the wars for... it all starts at home...
It all starts with being kind to others... to loving each other... to just being polite to one another... I sound like some preachy hippie I know but there is truth in it... it's not some sort of profound knowledge that has been tucked away... it's everything you learned in kindergarten... be nice to one another... dont hit any one... share your toys with one another... use your words...
So sit back and if you didn't do it at 11 this morning do it now... sit there in silence... complete silence... and think to yourself how can I be a person worth saving the world for...
I did. I am. and I think you're all worth saving the world for, so I'm willing to change to make it so.
who will dry the tears of the scared lil boy?
whose killed for his country and will have to do more..
who will dry the tears of the scared lil boy?
whose all alone in his own four walls...
who will dry the tears of the scared lil boy?
who won't show that he's scared no matter what happens...
who will dry the tears of the scared lil boy?
whose best friend is alcohol and smokes too much in a day...
who will dry the tears of the scared lil boy?
whose afraid if you get to close you'll hate him inside...
who will dry the tears of the scared lil boy?
who puts on the act so that you won't go away...
who will dry the tears of the scared lil boy?
when he can't come home for he's been deployed...
who will dry the tears of the scared lil boy?
I don't know who...will you?
He won't show you he's scared...or tired of being alone...he wants someone there everytime he comes home...He won't show you himself for he won't look inside and realize there's no reason to hide...People love him and he doesn't understand why.
who will dry the tears of this lil scared boy when he realizes he's not a lil boy?
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