With Swallows Wings

At what point do we loose our kid’s perspective of the world around us ? When do we stop meeting elves, fairies and giants in our imaginary world ? What force catches us and pushes us on a track from which it is so hard to get out ? « The track of reality » they say. The track of a responsible life, with good manners and seriouness. A reality that can be quantified and measured, where the science is the key and the answer, where poetry remains for the fools.

At what point do we open our eyes and do not see what we still could see the day before ? What veils trouble our sight, and make us look around with suspicion, unease and distance ? Why this brother with whom I was playing yesterday became a stranger ? Why can’t I lay my eyes on this sister who’s hand I was holding before ? Why do I look at myself and have so many doubts: Am I too quiet or too noisy? Did I do good ? Did I make the right choice ? And why those people are staring at me ? Is there something wrong with my face ? my accent ? my moves ? my beliefs ? my opinions ? Am I where I should be, on the right spot ? Did I do too much or maybe not enough ??
Why are those questions coming up today when yesterday I was still free ? Why this chain pulls me back in the shade when I only wish to reach the light ahead ? When did I burry my heart in this cold and hard stone ? Why did I imprisoned what I AM in what I SEEM TO BE?
How can I unleash myself and live life at the fullest ?

The project: unleashed ! The intention is great but how do we go from an intellectually understandable concept to its application in real life ?

I didn’t lose a loved one like you did, Erin. I never experienced the terrible distress you described in your different posts. I never had two officers, standing in front of my door, telling me what I would never want to hear. I never experienced those hours of insomnia, this numbness of the heart and soul. I never held in my hand those pictures of someone so much loved and gone forever. I never went through this imposed loneliness, never spend hours in a house suddenly so empty, never tested those salty tears and felt this justified anger. I didn’t experienced any of this at this level, not the fear, not the sorrow, not the bitterness, not the regrets and yet I believe that from this tremendous hardship, you pulled out, through « the project: unleashed », what everyone should be aware of : A life is nothing if not lived. A life is nothing if it becomes a meaningless habit.

We often live in an illusion of invincibility and almighty power. And in our provisory comfort zone, we think : « I am an important man, I do business, I have things, I have meetings, responsabilities, power, money, influence, I go, I come back, I negociate deals, I am someone. »

But at night, when the lights are shut down, when the heavy silence comes back, when there is no more distractions, do we still listen to a voice telling us : « And now ? And now that all the tricks are gone, Who are you ? Who are you really ? »

But in our busy everyday’s life….do we still have the time to think about it ?

So I guess, after all, that being unleashed is just letting us be ourselves deeply and respectfully. But for that we need to learn and accept who we are ?
Socrates would say that we need to « know ourselves » and for that, we need to BE and pull away the masks and disguises we use, to hide our vulnerability, our sensibility, our dreams, our hopes….ourselves.
Because when we let go, then we become an unknown and mysterious land to discover. We become an adventure, we slide over the wild rivers of our hearts, we find forgotten words, we learn a new vocabulary, a new harmony, a different language. We learn to be, to grow, to free ourselves from these chains and we dont see the other as « the other » but like a whole. We don’t live on earth, we are earth, we are the sky, we are the universe. We are the wind blowing in our faces, the water slipping through our hands, the light caressing our faces. The world lives and we live with it, we are part of it. Then we learn to know ourselves, then we perceive the world like the kid that we used to be.
At this point we can free ourselves because we slowly get a touch of who we are and we can try with disciplin to saw the bars so heavy and cold of appearance.

Not so easy my friend but very worthy.

Best to you Erin

PS : I unleashed myself in english so please forgive the mistakes… Going from french to english is not that easy.