I Never Asked To Be Here
As far as I know, I have always been, in that I never started. I was always conscious of me but never questioned it until later in my youth.
If I were given a preview of life on earth, before I was born, I would have probably taken a pass on it. Even if that meant I might have to wait an eternity to have another chance. Of course I’m speaking from my present human experience based on what I have experienced thus far.
I guess I can divide it up into different things that I like about living here, and what I can honestly do without. This isn’t a complete list, but I can say that it does change frequently. So I will stop my dithering and get on with it.
Things I like about this life.
I love the mornings. Upon waking from my slumber, I love to hear the sounds of the bird life. So many different songs. No matter where I have lived, each place had its own distinctive bird songs.
I guess I love the mornings because I have survived the night and am still alive. I love it just before the sun rises, and if there are no clouds, I love to watch the sky change its coloring through my windows. If it’s cloudy or rainy, it doesn’t matter to me. I love a good howling wind and thunder and lightening. I absolutely love storms. As a child, I loved winter mornings after a snow fall. I would get out of bed and stand at the window and admire the new fallen snow. If it was still falling as I gazed out my window, that was a bonus.
I love the weather on Earth. The climate is changing quite drastically right before my very eyes. Storms are becoming more powerful and catastrophic. I know deep within my heart that the Earth will outlast humans.
Sorry, I started going off on one of my world re-known tangents.
I love the colors of this world. From the oceans to the land of mountains, prairies, canyons and deserts. If one stops to look around and take it all in, and appreciate it, it can be immensely rejuvenating. The oceans of this planet have an all consuming beauty. If you ever want to feel the power of the Earth, stand at the cusp of land and ocean. Feeling the ocean push and pull ones self gives a new prospective of the word Respect. Seriously, you either swim with it’s flow or drown fighting it. There is no in between.
I have seen the canyons throughout the quad states of the southwest of America. Here I was amazed at the grandeur and age displayed before me. While in Canyon DeChelly I discovered my fear of heights. I became weak in my legs and could not walk to the steps that would take me to the floor of the canyon to see the ancient cliff dwellings. I almost crawled back to the car for fear of falling to my death. The cliff drops there are frightening and astoundingly stunning.
The mountains of New Zealand are a sight to see. Maybe they are not as huge as other mountains around the world, but these mountains can be foreboding. Their beauty is extraordinary, especially up close. Ancient and powerful, the energy I felt from them changed me physically. I can’t really explain it, but I will attempt to. I guess the only word I can use to describe it was “Reawakening.” Not that I was asleep, rather that I felt my place here on Earth was just a passing through kind of feeling. These mountains were here long before I came into existence and will remain long after my time.
The night sky. I can’t expound my love for the night sky. All the questions that fill my mind when spending long hours gazing from my place on this Earth. Take the constellation Orion for example; It amazes me that if I were to travel through the cosmos, the shape that I am familiar with, looking at it from Earth, would change as I changed my place in space. It would become out of proportion as I advanced through space and the distance between the stars that make up Orion would be scattered via many distances. I would find this distortion of Orion fascinating beyond comprehension.
As the Greek philosopher, Nikos Kazantzakis, said, “My soul comes from better worlds and I have an incurable homesickness of the stars.” Or as my favorite astronomer Carl Sagan states, “The earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena.”
So, basically I love all that Earth has to show me. I consider myself fortunate to be bestowed with its beauty and grace. It’s the people of Earth that can muck things up. I am not going to go there, that is another time and another article to write about.
I simply wanted to state, at the beginning, that I never asked to be here. That was a biological reason that I had no decision in making. I am simply a result of it, like you. Now I mentioned earlier that if given the chance to preview Earth and my life before I was born, that I might have given it a pass. After writing this article, I regret saying that. I like Earth. The people who inhabit it, …..let’s just agree that they need some intense work to coexist, and the humans better start complying to the natural ebb and flow of Earth or they will end up on the short side of the stick.
That’s all for now dear reader. I have started a new job and I must rest my mind for the night. But it has been a pleasure seeing you here again. Cheers my friend.