What Matters

Well another week is drawing to a close. So many changes happening of late, not just the changing of the seasons. I head into my third and final year of my training next week (a daunting prospect). I’ve managed to grab a few days with my mum, to recharge and catch up with one of the people who matter most in my life.

As I walk around these old streets that are so familiar to me they feel some how smaller than I remember, or maybe I am just walking taller now than I ever did before? Now I feel more comfortable in my own skin.

The news these days seems to be filled with nastiness, with point scoring in various disguises. Mum was watching one of those discussion programs this morning and they raised the question why are more black people arrested/tasered etc than any others to who which I replied “It’s probably for the same reason that people who are Muslim are singled out, because whenever anything bad happens in the world the question of race or religion always seems to be mentioned..forgive me if I am wrong but I don’t think I have ever seen a news report where they have mentioned a white christian committing any sort of crime? Oh yes they mention a white person but never mention their religion, yet it somehow seems important to mention it when it is someone else?” Is it any wonder then that anyone who is different in any shape or form gets singled out? That we seem to live in fear of them because isn’t that what we are being programmed to do? However subtly?

I wish that people stopped all this hatred and this requirement to have more than anyone else for even a moment, to realise that those we love are what matters more than any hatred, more than any materialistic wealth, after all what use is it going to be to you when you die? Are you going to take it all with you like some Egyptian Pharoah? No I don’t think I can see that happening can you? Besides the graveyards are already crowded without having to find home for Aunt Bessie’s favourite sofa and Harry’s Xbox One and its games.

One of my many Maryisms is “If you have to hurt someone else to settle an argument then you have already lost”

It’s a pity that people in powerful positions do not hear my words and take note. To agree to disagree with one another rather than starting all out wars that in the end neither really knows how to stop.

It would be nice if we could wave a magic wand and get rid of all the weapons in the world yet words can be just as harmful.

We are all writers in some shape or form and as such we have a responsibility to anyone who reads our words, hears our thoughts given shape.

What really matters in this world are the people that we love, that we love one another and take care of one another. Leave hatred and fear, together with fakeness in their own little world away from ours because ours is a beautiful world and life is too short to waste it on anything but love and spending it with those people that matter the most.