December's Sun

What does it take for us to open our eyes to what truly is important? Sometimes it seems that we just don’t get it. I believe often we just don’t know how. Like frightened children searching for acceptance and love.

As I sat next to an ailing relative with whom I respect and who’s company I enjoy this past Sunday, I realized that reasons that have brought him to this state; slowly deteriorating, are patterns similarly followed by myself. Living life in a frequency that does not resonate well with my own. The body begins to show signs of wear; battle-scars if you will. We all fear the worst while hoping for the best.

It is amazing what we put ourselves through on a daily basis just to make ends meet when so much of our vital self falls to the sideline. It pains me to see this highly intelligent, soft-spoken man wither away as the meat hook drags him up the corporate ladder ready at any time to drop you into the grinder.

Where is that sense of family and community? Why are two salaries required to “get by”? Why are the highways congested with angry individuals rushing to pass another day? Why do we drone on with no connection to our land and food? How do we sit so comfortably when we support the murder and slavery of third world countries?

No one is going to win this race and what does it matter when the race isn’t even worth winning?

Peace
Tyson

http://www.tysonemanuel.com

something to do, something to love, and something to hope for.” – Joseph Addison

We all have something to do but is it what we truly want or need? Love? This can be subjective for many and often twisted by misrepresented expectations. Hope? I think that thanks to our “leaders” and the lucrative business of reporting tragedy most might have locked that one in with the “magic” or “miracle” pile? What sense would the words of a poet make to a mechanically induced factory worker? What hope lies beyond the machine?

Sometimes it feels as if as a collective we have consumed large quantities of doubt and fear. We feed it to eachother everyday. Many have fed from this carcass, the bitter flesh that poisons our silent peace and knowingness and have lost our appreciation of fresh flavors.

How many times have you taken someone’s dreams and tarnished it with your lack of courage, your lack of faith in yourself, your lack of will? Don’t you remember how it felt to pick someone up and help them succeed? How good did that feel or did your emptiness fill you with envy?

It is vital to respect yourself and defy anyone who would put their fear into you; these talons of control, of weakness.

We must prove to them and to ourselves that something greater awaits us!  That a world where dreamers help create a dream worth living awaits us all with open arms.

Love and Peace
Tyson

http://www.tysonemanuel.com

Well, another year has as expected started and progressed in a blink of an eye. Somehow from the time I dreamt my album to the solid form it has taken I can barely recall anything. I’m still trying to learn how to pace myself. One moment my patience denies me access to the sweet fragrance of roses as I try to make something of my life and as I finally stop to ponder I wish I was able to recall more from the creative blitzkrieg!

The weather has been very forgiving. The cold has made it’s presence known but the snow still teases with its light, sporadic flurry. Another year rises on the horizon as 2009 slowly fades into nothing more but scars and fragmented memories. Was 2009 a good year? I’m not feeling it right now but I’m sure that I will be able to look back on it fondly as I always make sure to fit in activities that bring me joy. Somehow despite the isolation I typically create for myself I managed to enjoy it with others. To me it is very important that I remind myself of others who share their lives with me and how I can give back.

Life is this perpetual melancholy. On one hand you’re moving forward with a longing for yesterday and on the other a youthful hope and excitement for what lies ahead; laughing and crying, often not recognizing a beginning from an end.

I would hope that I have somehow shifted my growth and expanded my circle of life to allow for a greater overall experience in 2010. I’m looking forward to seeing what my actions of the passing year has created for me in this dream I manipulate and solidify; a student of Creation trying to navigate through this infinite existence.