I'm not sure we can ever know where those around us are really at. Perhaps even those closest to us. There are smiles that are cries for help and screams that are a rallying cry for change and forgiveness. My own path through this life has been wrought fantastically with more mistakes than I'd ever care to admit. I am in no way proud of the things I've done, but I am proud of the man that I am working on becoming.
I've spent the majority of my life like most of society, chasing after more and more noise. Filling the silence with brief interludes to be a small part of the chaotic solace. But at night, when there is only silence, when the chaos has suppressed I am left alone with myself. Those are the moments that are the loudest. When the whisper of the universe calls most loudly in my ear. To an extent it scares the hell out of me. And that is the same fear, the same whisper that I see in the eyes of people every day. But like those I see, rather than listen, rather than move into the silence, I run and join again with the masses to simply avoid. At best, rather than help others hear and listen, I simply add to the cacophony and help them avoid. At worse, I avoid those that are in most dyer need of hearing that voice, too caught up in my own.
Perhaps the events of the past few years have forced my hand. Forced me, and I think others, to start being honest with that silent voice at night. To begin a rebellion rather than accepting life as is.
This rebellion is this:
A rebellion of loving the idea of a future where every moment is an opportunity to help someone else hear the voice.
A rebellion to stop trying to hide from our pasts.
A rebellion to accept that we, I, have spent too much time trying to erase events rather than changing.
A rebellion to accept that life and death are NOT a choice.
A rebellion to recognize that our life, our heartbeats change in the presence of and the absence of love.
A rebellion to refuse to be conformed to societies invention of self medicated happiness.
A rebellion to be present in every moment good and bad.
I may not know where you're at right now, all the struggles you face as you awaken to each new day. But I do know that we all face a definition of the same struggle and in that we can face it together. We simply need to chose to be part of the rebellion.