People

I'm one of those people. the ones that talk,

reach,

send,

give,

create for
others.

I love other people.

I love their uniqueness

the texture and result of their choices

their voices

what they have to say.

Sometimes, when what they have to say differs

dramatically

from what I have to say...

well, that can be a challenge to appreciate

but in truth -- i do.

People fascinate me.

I love that each factor of our lives,

each choice,

each turn around a different bend

each surprise

each new moment

of

each

new

day creates a new pattern

an altered hue

a change.

I love reaching, and experiencing people.

I can discuss it in a way that makes me sound

altruistic and

painfully generous.

I can do that. Yet, in truth

I wonder if that is indeed the truth.

Not

altogether
I

am

sure.

For reaching and touching and connecting and giving and considering and loving and knowing and talking to and hoping for

others

does a couple of things for me.

One, it enriches me. It provides for me

new texture new shadows new sounds and music new things to consider

new ways to approach.

my.

life.

I love that. More than anything I believe.

People.

weird, sexy, wild, courageous, fearful, learning, wondering, judging, waiting, trembling, heart-filled, musical, conservative, cutting-edge, loving

people.

It does another thing for me as well. The darker side of all of this

people

other

than

me

focused

living.

It keeps me from the silence.

that is solely and completely inside my being
with
no
other
sound
but
my
own.

I know that I can live my life without really being all that concerned with that fact.

But there is a part of me that knows

that spending time in

this place is part of the next....

deeper....

wiser....

experience for me.

for all of us.

Being completely alone for me is not an exercise is fear -- as it is for some.

It is an undertaking of courage.

It is in the silence of me

that my spirit pauses and my mind

trembles.

Certainly my mind.

My mind loves to be busy... reaching, giving, considering, solving. But to send my mind to the still, quiet waters of my own being? With nothing to distract? Well..... you're asking
quite
a
lot.
So, I look at the yin and the yang, the up and the down, the soft and the hard, the you and the me of my life. and when I do
I long
to know
both.
To embrace the texture and the sound and the noise and the problems and the solutions and the music and the dance and the interaction of
others.
And, entwined with the patterns that live outside of the edges of my own mind
to know intimately.... my own, still silence.
Where i suspect
joys
and
secrets
reside.