POEM: Traveling North Still

I was traveling on a
And it was definitely not south
I watched the mile markers grow in number
Until I found myself in a different
Noticing that
The mile markers restarted
And lo, it was different
Though northern still
Through and through

No matter what direction you are journeying, something will change.  What a to travel on a that is good (“definitely not south”) for a long enough to see the proverbial mile markers rack up!  Nonetheless, at some point, things will transition to another state.  In this new state, the markers of along your will change.  This typically requires a recalibration of our thinking, a new start.  While most of us and pray for new starts, at least somewhere along the journey, new starts, even those viewed positively, require effort and some re-orientation to new conditions.  This poem addresses the issue of integrating new states and experiences into a coherent and positive larger journey, such is our life.  Faced with constant change, we can still keep our eye on the prize.  There are things in that can be counted on.  Natural laws can be uncovered through and on the realities of humanity’s place in the world (that is, through and metaphysics).  There is a true north that transcends any human timeframe or temporal set of conditions (“states”).  Regardless, of if or how we think of true north it is still.  Perhaps most comforting, it can provide reliable beacons in which to frame and map our in a coherent way, “through and through.”  Seeing our various journeys as a coherent AND positive story is somewhat trickier.  Given that most of is outside our control, that is, we can’t it, can we view this “helplessness” as a positive thing?  I, for one, regard a persistent order to the world as a magnificently beneficial of affairs.  On the other hand, that persistently elusive and at the center of our being carves out a space as delicious as it is bewildering in which we get to reign ourselves into this world.  This is that space that is irreducibly ours.  We are free to act within it and act out into the world.  We have soul for these free acts, that is, that of which we have control, namely, ourselves (or at least that “part” of ourselves).  Since, this seems to define what it means to be humans, many focus most of their attention to this aspect of our being.  These are the “way existential” people.  Many others just have a way overblown sense of what they are in of!  Unfortunately, if one does not out their focus on with an adequate understanding of the larger part of the universe, then their will be running blindly, ignorantly into the rest of reality (that which we cannot change) with painful results.  By simply making note of those thing which stay the same regardless of what we do, we can avoid a lot of hurt.  Of course, teasing out the sometimes subtle differences between what we can and what we cannot is the stuff of wisdom.  This all rather succinctly captured in the prayer:

grant me the serenity
to accept the things I cannot change;
to the things I can;
and to know the difference.

May you have the to make a difference, in your own life, and in the world around you.

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