“You tried to make a good thing last, How could something so good, go bad, so fast?”American dream - Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young
I met somebody briefly today who said he was “livin the American dream… voiceless but not lifeless”. Is that the American dream? Or was he saying that he is living the American dream and despite the fact that he feels voiceless, he is not lifeless? I wondered if he, like me “has no voice” because he can’t vote in this country, but he still lives here amongst the capitalism and all the big things, here in Texas. It's interesting when a stranger makes an impact in a few moments of “small talk”.
I was reminded today to make each moment meaningful… to make each exchange, word, thought and breath count. Thank you American stranger. I appreciate you and your thought-provoking words.
I appreciate you, reading my blog posts, indulging me to share my thoughts. Traveling really draws me into introspection, which is good, I think. Sometimes I feel sickened by the garbage, construction, and billboards advertising gambling, attorneys, fast food restaurants… I wonder why these things appeal to humans so much that we are okay with blocking up the scenery of what is real? And then I come across a friendly face, a smile, a real conversation and I have a renewed sense of love and connection with humanity. The light inside of me honours and acknowledges the light inside of you ♡ Ahimsa ♡ Namaste