That last post makes him think of the words of the song playing during the intro to Midnight Cowboy......
"everybodies talkin at me...I can't hear a word their sayin'.....only the echos of my mind".....
No.... it's not that this is a lone go of things...that we ride the cradle to grave train as lonesome doves. Rather, it appears that the strength and vitality we gather from recognizing our own sail and paddle, provide the range, the vision, and the world view, to get outside our own needs and engage the needs of others.
When he feels the aches and pain of age, or the struggle of the current economic environment, both personal, and more broadly its effect on those close to him, he is reminded of those others, those without recognizable faces, who struggle with pain, fear, and fork to fork survival all the time. Perhaps we are gaining some much needed empathy.
Equally as important is the thought that once we accept our own direction, one rooted in acceptance and conviction, we become then able to engage, encourage, and contribute to others. Those same others we have been depending on and blaming all along. We simply exchange dependence and blame for acceptance and responsibility.
And from this we may gravitate to a stronger and more intimate local and universal community.
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