4th of July is here!!! A day when we look back into history, to a time when our people shared a collective consciousness of life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness...oh, who am I kidding? Woohoo!!! It’s Summer! Fire up the BBQ's, break out the brews and balls and backstrokes!!
A quick glance at the photo above yields a fair indication of how many of us folks handle the joys of summer. Backs turned, headphones on, cell phones glued, conversing in cliques, clicks, punts and base hits. Somewhere off in the distance, a base guitar thrums out a deep riff, joined by the infectious beat of the drums. The lead guitar pierces notes through the air...finally a voice calls out in musical prose: "Oh say can you see..." But do we? Some might put their hand over their hearts, maybe even sing along. Yet others will turn up their iPods, talk louder, and drown out the intrusion.
On the backs of our forefathers (and mothers) we live in liberation. Free to talk openly, to gather and share. Free to protest and postulate; to question and quibble. But life moves fast these days, there’s no time to indulge in these gifts we’ve inherited. There’s money to be made, rumors to spread and episodes to catch up on. There are e-mails and details that can’t be delayed. So we spin our wheels 1000 mph to keep up on the tangible, to stay relevant in this world that values commerce over conversation. I’d love to be able to say “Not me!” but I’d be lying. It’s not “you” or “they”, it’s “we” and “us”. But isn’t this what we wanted? Isn’t this what our predecessors fought so hard to secure? Would they look upon us with pride after all they endured?
Probably not, I’m sure there’s a lot of things they couldn’t see coming. But maybe we can, if we open our eyes just a little bit wider. If we prick up our ears just a little bit higher. If we shut down, turn off and tune in to the signal. That hum, that strum that each and every one of us sends out into the ether. The calling to one another, that falls deaf on our ears, but weighs heavy on the trees, bees and atmosphere. So as we spark up the charcoal, turn up the radio, and slather the sunblock- maybe just for a second- can we shut it all down and tune into the Mother Earth Rock. She’s talking to us, she answering our cries, we’re talking to her though we don’t realize. After you’ve listening to her for a while, your heart will feel full, like a permanent smile. Then take a walk over to the edge of your fence, you will hear the birds sing...Happy Interdependence Day!!!
OH no….not THEM too!!!!!