life is a merry-go-round

ponderings and a poem on the fleeting, transient nature of life

i’m pouring my unedited thoughts onto the page, straight out the gate, as my long and winding, adhd formed ideas, snaking and racing their way through my mind, heart, soul, and body.

but who would want to read these thoughts just poured onto the page without careful curation?

it turns out many people.

and many of my writer friends write this very way all the time.

that’s the thing. we are all so different.

some people edit and edit and edit and write from a highly formulated place.

i have done that too.

while others pour it all out just as it comes.

just like us, our thoughts are all so different.

and different doesn’t mean one is better than the other.

it’s just a matter of trusting our own voice enough to share it unfiltered.

unfiltered and unedited are two very distinct things.

if you are trying to communicate clearly with your readers, you’ll at least need minimal structure and editing.

but if the purpose of your writing is to unleash the human capacity in its rawest, purest form, then you must also learn do the opposite.

you must learn to let the unfiltered lead the way.

one is truly not better than the other, it’s just that everything has its role, everything has its purpose.

societal conditioning would have us believe that we are better or worse than each other.

divided, they conquer.

divided, we fall.

so i’m here to say,

hey, guys, there is a better way.

and it’s not because i thought of it, but because we are all remembering it as a collective.

an uprising.

it is time.

it was always meant to come from us.

we had to be ready first.

those from the stars have been watching and guiding from the sidelines.

but humans are ready now.

though the vast majority are still asleep, the rest of us rebel rousers are waking up together.

and since creativity is our true nature, it is happening through writing, art, and all the ways we beautifully magnificent humans create!

new birth. new roots. new shoots. new life.

at long last.

and many days still suck ass.

but most days i’m feeling inspired because of this gathering place for humans with heart and the courage to share.

last night, this feeling of inspiration led me to ponder the nature of life itself and how finite and fleeting life here on earth truly is.

we have to enjoy the merry-go-round while we’re here.

joni mitchell says it best in her song,

the circle game~
and the seasons they go round and round,
and the painted ponies go up and down,
we’re captive on a carousel of time.
we can’t go back, we can only look
behind from where we came,
and go round and round and round on the circle game.

because one day, you’ll wake up and realize this life passed by in the blink of an eye.

and those who’ve had near-death experiences often say, when they leave their earthly vessel, that there’s a reunion of soul family and spirit guides, and it feels like they stepped away for a moment and then returned.

here is a poem about the transient nature of this human life:

life is a merry-go-round

spinning faster than ever,
from childhood to now.

moments as painful as hell.
still, you’re making it through.

somehow, time bends anew.

so love with your whole heart,
as if today might be your last.

and when the path feels weary,
do not forget to ask—

from loved ones…who’ve passed,
from spirits, from god,

from whatever source you trust
to walk beside you, love.

because you are never alone.
not even on your darkest days.

and when it’s all said and done,
you’ll look back and see
how precious,
how fleeting,
this one life can be.

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life is a crazy ride.

we can learn to surf the tide by showing up as our most authentic, messy, majestically creative selves.

creativity is one of the strongest forms of resistance.

and it can look anyway you want.

learn to ride the merry-go-round of time just like you ride the waves of life.

my daughter’s amazing picture captured this essence perfectly during our recent trip to costa rica.

pura vida lifestyle means so much.

mostly though, it is a verbal signal to relax and enjoy the ride.

photo credit: melody hope

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