Questions of the heart

Sunday, March 27, 2011

“Where for art thou, Romeo?”

Longings of the heart become the paving stones of life, trampled upon by the masses in our materialistic world. How unfortunate as these desires are quintessential to the fabric of our lives. Life without them becomes bland, meaningless, and depressive, almost to the point of oppression. Modern society teaches men (ahem) to quell these emotions lest they reveal a softness transcending the macho-ism of manhood from early on. This situation generally corrects itself with maturation and/or the realities of fatherhood. Thus, I can safely discuss the pent emotions held strong upon my soul, as I belittle none whom matter in this discussion.

Often, the people and ideologies most near and dear to our beings affect our emotional states beyond what we recognize. Many times, I find myself lost in thought as to why I feel a certain way or am acting like the north end of a southbound mule. Needless to say, if you are detached from these heartstrings life appears carefree. So what do you do when you are befuddled to the point of inaction?

First is recognition of the problem. Without recognition, this situations results in displaced anger and a host of unintended victims. Second is addressing the problem, head on. Changes in our core values are a long and arduous journey. So unless you are exhausted to the level of insurmountable frustration, an answer is available which complements your nature.

During your query (great Scrabble word) ask yourself the questions of where for art thou. Where do you really stand in your life and what does that person in the mirror really say. You can attempt to deceive almost all; but, never yourself. Once you cross that threshold, your life must spiral downward into the fathoms of deepest despair before finding rock bottom. So be honest.

Then, there is the plan for recovery. But, we never truly recovery, do we? I for one carry the scars of many a battle. I cannot forget the times of great tribulation, nor the fires that tempered my being. So, the recovery is always tempered by our most recent wounds. Here is where we need to take a lesson from our children. Those things really did not matter. You can choose to let go the transgressions of society, or groups, or person. Otherwise you have chosen to hold fast and create vengeance. In reality nothing good ever really comes from exacting retribution.

All the great dreamers never accomplished anything without doing. Thus, your plan must be followed by action. The choice of action is immaterial as we can choose another path. So arise and find Romeo. He is not lost.

And, neither are you.

Know. Commit. Do.

Be at Peace.
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    Sometimes you get to read exactly what you needed to "hear". I needed to hear this today.
    3288 days ago
    Thanks vince for this great blog. WE all need time for interspection... hope I used that word right. Time to get to the bottom of things. We live in a generation that is much to materialistic. we need to get back to the simplicity of living a much simpler life.

    Know commit and do. I will remember this one. will help me to get that walking tape done today at some point.

    3292 days ago
    Great Wisdom! Know, Commit, Do! I was thinking along the same lines this morning. Thinking about making excuses, and the difference between an excuse and a genuine reason.

    Thanks Vince, I hope things are going well for you. We miss your presence. emoticon
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    Commit and do. That is right on
    3292 days ago
    Very encouraging post! Thank you for sharing with us!
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    Wonderful blog! Thanks for sharing.
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