April Twenty-seventh; Grieved Alone? I Hope Not

 I’m not sure my reasoning, the prompt words for the last few days of this month are all on the negative side. Had I simply gotten lazy or was I in a really bad mood by the time I got to this end of the line?  Then again, it makes me wonder if I have allowed myself to become quietly negative over the course of time. If so, that needs to be adjusted. Because the only reasons I would have to be personally negative, are things that are made up in my head.

Now, over things going on in the world, that is a different matter. I am grieved, that we are losing our humanity. So many of us are allowing it to be stolen, manipulated, redirected, abused..all the while, others are crying out, begging to be heard. I will never deny that wrongs have been done. Humanity such as it is, mistakes have been and are being made. In those mistakes, lessons can be learned. If we seek them out.

Do I have answers? No. Suggestions? Always. 

For a long time, over on my social media page, I would end my posts with a plea, “Be the difference” usually with a few descriptive phrases following. Many don’t need such a reminder, many however, do.

We have heard the expression, the world is your oyster (https://idioms.thefreedictionary.com/the+world+is+your+oyster) and it can be to an extent. However, that does not mean that you can step on or mistreat others along the way to getting what you seek. It does not mean, that your quest is more important or that you are. It does not mean, that simply because one is facing struggles that you are not, does not make them less and you more. Because one is surviving on the street, or because one is struggling to feed their family, does not make them less human. It does not make them inferior to others.

I fear that as a society, we are becoming cold and indifferent to the struggles of others. Yes, there are those who play the system, but there are many more who do not. Those who play it, are creating a distrust in society. They tend to believe none are honest in their need any longer. 

I wonder how much this instant access to information, how much the hundreds of social media sites, the news sites, have been a part of creating the demons we see around us? Were we better before, when we couldn’t see? How often now, is what happens, a copying of what someone else saw and thought would be a good idea? How often do we see things, that create a sense of empowerment in someone? 

I am grieved, that the world I once knew, is no more. Maybe it never was. Maybe it was an illusion created by being in an overprotected, sheltered environment. As a youth, I knew the beauty, the peace, the adventure of here. The simplicity of and the work of growing your own food, playing in the dirt, enjoying the moment without fear. Where can our children find that..and be safe? We went out alone. Our children can’t do that now. Often not even in their own front yard.


We have lost so much. Even as life has never been easy. Life is not nor has it ever been a ‘bowl of cherries’ but it didn’t seem to be this. Where every day we have so much information and misinformation tossed at us. Who do we believe? What do we believe? It bothers me, yes, grieves me, that we cannot stand up together and say no more. No more of this madness. No more of this division. No more of the harming our children, our citizens, our life. No more of the arguing and fighting and mistreatment. No more. Please.

 No, I don’t think that we can or should, change back time. There were wrong things done then as now. We can only go forward. I would hope we would move forward.

 Learning how to accept and get along with each other with and especially in our differences. I have said it before. As individuals, we are similar to a jigsaw puzzle. Hundreds of pieces, all different, yet all important to the final product. We are all different. We think, we feel, we act, we look different-by design. Yet, we are all important to the final product-society.

 Learning. Educating ourselves. Seeking to know more. When we understand more we grow, we improve, we create. A better life, system, world. 

Learning, what ignorance, ugliness, racism, fears, bullying, all of the negative things are and when we are doing it to others. Not only learn what it is, but how to remove it from our lives. Learn how to stop it in ourselves, and stop it in others. 

Learning, how to be the difference, and being that difference.Understanding what we are seeing going on around us, and working to stop it. To stop it. To stop it and to start, doing everything and anything and all that we can, to be better.

We have allowed others too much control for too long. We are humans, not sheep. We are humans with human lives, human minds, human hearts. Not machines, not numbers, not commodities to be manipulated. How grieved I am, and others should be, that so many have allowed themselves to become so.

We get better, one step at a time. We move upward to better, stronger, greater by working toward that position. What makes us better, stronger, greater, is when we take the hand and help others go with us.

About rebecca s revels

A writer, a photographer, a cancer survivor. An adventurer of the mild kind, a lover of the simple pleasures such as long walks and chocolate. A Christian unashamed of my faith and a friend who is dependable and will encourage readily. Author of three self published books with more waiting to find their way to paper. An advocate of good things, a fighter against wrongs.
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7 Responses to April Twenty-seventh; Grieved Alone? I Hope Not

  1. Pingback: April Twenty-seventh; Grieved Alone? I Hope Not — Words from The Dirt Road – GLOBALYNC – Humanity

  2. Sarah Davis says:

    You are not alone in these thoughts. I don’t have the answers. I don’t think the past was better; same issues with less technology. Maybe we keep getting do-overs because a greater force believes in us and those that keeping working for the change.

    • You have a very good point. I think that sometimes I look back thinking it wasn’t so bad, because as a youth, it wasn’t. Not being faced with what our parents worked to protect us from created a less than accurate understanding. Something that I believe many are working to correct.

  3. What is the title to the book?

  4. I think everyone should find a way to get out to mother nature and unplug to enjoy what earth still has.

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