Tuesday, January 24, 2017

You will forgive me


Mother, father, sister, brother, daughter, son, workmate, schoolmate, soulmate, husband, wife, friend: we are all teachers, and we must be aware of what we teach. Is it laziness? Arrogance? Do we teach our children the senseless distraction of video games and television while letting our wives do all the work? Do we teach violence and guns and car crashes, political hatred, inequality, and racism? Do we laugh at the unfortunate? Do we call the homeless lazy, without the slightest thought of their individual life stories or circumstances? Or do we, perhaps, when we feel weary and too tired to carry on, pick ourselves up, clean the house, cook a meal, put flowers on the table, and plant a garden, even on the window sill? Do we roar and lash out, or do we smile and help? Are we willing, in other words, to see our selves in ourselves? Or will we go to our graves defeated and angry, outraged and sad, victims of our own tragic, selfish, blind inattention? Now, through it all — and this too goes to the very heart of teaching — it is imperative that we ask no one, tell no one, expect no one, to change. We can only change ourselves, and sometimes that change takes many lifetimes, even those lived in the course of a single day. And the glorious immediacy of it all, this walk accompanied each instant by the possibility of sudden death: don’t you feel it? — that even now, there is an eternity of no time left, with ever so much living and loving and learning to do?



4 comments:

Jan said...

Very well said William~

William Michaelian said...

Thank you, Jan.

erin said...

william, have you seen the film "Farewell to Matyora?" either you have or you must. weary and tired, cleaning the house - to what purpose? to the only purpose there is. oh. i do hope you watch it sometime with yours. the glistening of the marmalade is enough for one lifetime!))

it can be found on youtube in parts...

https://www.youtube.com/timedtext_video?ref=player&v=dAcYGqEKB4o

William Michaelian said...

I have not, so I must, and yet I feel I have, almost, thanks to you and your marmalade.