Sunday, June 10, 2007

Let me tell ya a little story

I am going to tell a story. This story is based on real life dramas.

I am a seaweed covered rock amidst turmoil, none of which is directly coming from me.
Yet it is coming from those I care about, my smooth waters. It is something I am immensely concerned about.

There are multiple whirlpools in my waters surrounding me. I just stand watching, as a rock does.
The whirlpools are pulling and straining on me and on each other. Each whirlpool is a different size, shape, and colour. They are all going in different directions and speeds.

I am caught between all of them.

They all are trying to pull me in to there way of spinning, as whirlpools do. Getting pulled in would eventually pull me down. Down so far I could no longer see any of my other waters.......except for the waters that was closest to the pool I got pulled into.

They are whirlpools that is what they do, unless they can stop spinning. Anything that gets caught in their path will inevitably get sucked down into the depths of each particular pool's colours and turmoil.

If each whirlpool moved away from each other the turmoil would lessen and the waters would calm.....at least enough for them too slow.... then maybe eventually stop...

They do not move away.

They do not distance themselves from each other, which creates rough waters. They splash and crash against each other with torrents of fury and anger... hate and mistrust.

They crash against anybody who is near them. It makes a rock want to scream out "Look at yourselves ALL OF YOU!! None of you are behaving like a good waters should ...not one of you is treating any of the others as they themselves would want to be treated.....it is time to cut through the chaos and say, "Okay will I behave like a friend, or will I cut my looses and walk away?" "

But alas, I am a rock covered in seaweed......chunks of it are breaking off and being sucked down in various directions..... I do not have a mouth, so I am unable to say anything to the pools. Not only that my fear of drowning and loose ALL my waters keeps me from having one.

Being waterless can be lonely

I DO have ears and I hear things from the pools...sounds.......

Some sounds that I never thought I would ever hear leave a mouths of what were once smooth waters.
I stand as strong as I can for the pools, but really a rock can't do much can it...
Having waters beat up against it can wear a rock down to mere sands.

It is the pools that have freedom of change. A rock can not move it no matter how badly I want to reach out my rock hands and smooth out the pools to a calm peaceful existence.....

I can not.

I can only hope the pools look closely enough at the etchings I have made on my surface in the spaces were the seaweed has come free. In order to see what the rock is feeling... but mostly to look into their own center to see what is making them spin in the first place.

5 comments:

  1. *nods head* I concur... whole heartedly. They are beautiful waters but it's hard to see the peaceful beauty that once surrounded it all.
    The heart is a fickle thing, and I understand all of their points of view, and oddly enough, I think they do too... but the fickle heart has lashed out.
    Some are whirlpools beacuse they want to see the peaceful waters again, and some are whirpols as a reaction.... but really people, this needs to stop. It needs to be calm and beatiful like it once was... like the way it was when we all loved each other without exception. It's there and I know that there is enough maturity, although not currently evident, to get past the anger that all have inflicted and all have recieved.
    It's no longer just about you... it's also about every little rock that sits aside and watches what you are doing to each other. Everyone sees it... every action, every reaction, and every word that is thrown is heard by those little rocks. Get past this... and if you can't, the least you can do it DEAL with it without the anger, the retaliation, and the soured love that you all blame each other for. None are blameless, none are victims without cause, but most importantly, none are hopeless either.
    Dannie

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  2. Wow - that is an amazing analogy - here's hoping ALL the whirlpools see themselves and not just the ones surrounding themselves in what you have so eloquently voiced!

    Me Three

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  3. I just hope all the whrilpools read it and understand.

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  4. I do. I'm so sorry for inflicting any pain on you. You have been a better friend to me than I deserve. Thank you.

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  5. Everybody deserves a "better friend". It is BEING a "better friend" that is the hard part.

    Do not think of what you deserve, as much as what treatment others deserve from you.

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