Sunday, January 22, 2012

Buried Treasure

There is no easy road to freedom.

Nelson Mandela
Hello Sandy
Once you set out on the troublesome and unpredictable waters of life you will never reach a destination if you turn back to the safety of the port. It's the trepidation of facing new views, it's fear of and animosity toward taking the risks necessary to bring about the freedom we're entitled to that make the road difficult The recidivist urges that hold so many people in bondage, in a static state, comfortable with less than the rough road of progress can supply.

The rewards are rich for those who stick to the road, no matter how many boulders and wild animals appear. And what if freedom is the destination, freedom from oppression, poverty, sickness, fear or ignorance? The attainment of that objective is elation, elevation of one's life. Freedom from means freedom to. Freedom that will never be attained by backing up or standing still.

There are stories of people who have fought their way to freedom from cancer and other diseases, because the alternatives were not acceptable. There are stories of young folks who, at great risk, faced the dangers and freed themselves from kidnappers. There are stories of innocent people who painstakingly freed themselves from prison where they were serving a sentence for a crime they didn't commit. And there re stories of those who freed themselves from poverty and homelessness, even if it took many years. One story I frequently remember is of a woman who was blind and deaf, who came out of the ghetto, to earn a graduate degree is Psychology from a New York City University.

Life. No one ever said it was easy. But it's a pointless life if one sits in the port and complains about the weather instead of launching out into the rain and wind with courage, a noble purpose, a progressive goal and drawing the map to the buried treasure as you go.

DB - Vagabond Journeys
Never Give Up
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DB - The Vagabond


krissy knox said...

A very inspiring post, db, It encourages me to go out in the wind and rain, so to speak, instead of sitting on the sideline discussing the weather! I shall do it! And I won't say "I am trying to grow", or "I am trying to leave my fear behind" -- but rather I will say, "I am growing" and "I am leaving my fear behind." I know it is true to say such things, so I will say them correctly. As Yoda says, "Do or do not, there is no try." What he is saying is don't automatically say, "Well, I'll try to do it". Instead say, "I'll do it. So with Yoda let's all always remember to say, "Do or do not, there IS no try."

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Jon said...

This is beautifully written and so true. Unfortunately, I have often found myself "sitting on the port and complaining about the weather"!

pacifica62 said...

That kind of energy and curiosity is so evident in youth. Right now, at my age, I am content to sit in port. I am getting tired and am happy to leave the exploring to someone else.

Bucko (a.k.a., Ken) said...

Life is not easy, but it is so worth living...