Most of you who read this will be my friends.
All of you will be human.
Some of you will have different beliefs than I do
All of you will be human
A number of you will defend things I cannot stand.
All of you will be human
Some of you can’t see what I can
All of you will be human
Some of you can see more than I can
All of you will be human.
Even if we dont share the same opinion, live the same dream, believe the same belief.
Artistic, Creative, Numerical, Destructive.
All of us are human.
All of us are on this one universal planet
All of us are connected.
All of part of this planet.
Life Force. Love source. Aware or unconscious.
You, me and all of us.
Accepting it or denying it – are part of the same.
The same flesh, blood and frailty.
The same mess and vulnerability.
That needs to go to pharmacies for aches and pains.
That cries at the most ridiculous.
That blames others, until realising that it is only ourselves that can change.
We are all one.
We are.
If…
We are all connected, all one, all part.
Then what makes sense?
What is this all for?
Why am I here?
To do what?
What part do I play..in this universal cosmic drama?
And what’s the best way of playing it with all of you..my fellow cosmic acting buddies?
What’s important? What do I need to find out? What am I to learn?
Its Love, isn’t it?
Just love, isn’t it?
From the cosmic, to the cosmetic
Love is more important than we think.
Love builds
Love tries
Love creates
Love sees
Love plants.
Love is.
Love doesn’t pretend, doesn’t play games, isn’t for performance, doesn’t protect the institution , or ideology.
Love. Is more than enough
If we trust it.
Im here to love, and so are you.
There’s nothing more meaningful than this.
Nothing more meaningful that I could write.
Nothing more meaningful that you could hear.
That if we’re scared of love – we have to be vulnerable to it
If we’ve dismissed it – its time to feel it
If we’ve managed without it – its wounded others along the way.
Love our neighbour as our self.
Frail, tender, vulnerable shoots of love.
Messy love, that gently accepts in the midst
Powerful love that challenges injustice
Desperate love that hopes
Compassionate love that dreams.
Courage to love.
Brave love.
Im here to love, as are you.
Not fight, battle, hold, buy, or Lord
But be human in our human self.
True self. Messy Self. Loving Self. Love self.
Gentle self. Kind self. Listening self.
Thats who I am, and so are you.
We are all Human.
Even if we dont want to admit it or enjoy it.
Its what we are, and we all are the same.
Bit part players in a cosmic drama, led by our hearts, souls and minds.
Can we try to love each other a bit better?
Can we heal so we stop wounding others?
Can we lose our rights to love our humanity?
Just a tiny bit better?
Love guides. Like the angel tugging at your heart. Trying to find a way in.
Listen to love. The universe will guide.
Fellow human, dont give up, dont give in, dont surrender to something invisible, that isn’t the very love pumping around your heart.
Love will find a way. Love, just is.
James Ballantyne 