Each of us is like a bubble. A breath of air gives us life and now we blow with the breeze of each day. Our bubble moves closer and then farther away from many other bubbles on our way. Our parents, relatives, neighbors, and classmates initially form part of our immediate surroundings, some we see frequently while others pass imperceptibly.
In time we find as we touch other bubbles, our direction also changes as we leave what is known and delve into the great unknown. Other bubbles we encounter come from other places in different spaces with different experiences. We are attracted to some by their external beauty and to others by their internal beauty. Others simply come and go without causing any sensation whatsoever.
In time we find we eventually lower our defenses allowing some to come and join us inside our bubble. Some caress, stroke, and embrace us. Others beat, batter, and bully us. Depending on our experience with others, we become silky and soft, to receive more caresses or tainted and tough, so others don’t molest us.
In time, we find while we don’t choose all of the other “bubbles” in our lives, some we do choose. Those we choose become partners in life. They become spouses and good friends. While we can’t please everyone who crosses our path, we move closer to those we like and move away from those we dislike.
In time we find while the appearance of other bubbles is what first attracts us, it is what they have inside which keeps us. As we approach certain bubbles, there is a special chemistry which seems like some kind of wizardry. They make our heart go pitter patter, only time will tell if they become part of our heart, or simply part of a false start.
In time we find some bubbles are bright and inviting, others dull and impeding. Each bubble has its own way, each bubble the result of so many different days. One thing is for sure, from the time we get up to the time we lay down, and even as we dream, though we may be lonely, we are never alone, as we are always within a magic bubble of our thoughts.
In time we find each bubble has its own outlook on life and each has the right to be as it wants to be and it isn’t necessary to make others see what we see. We each have our point of view, this is nothing new. Ours is simply to be and let be, while we be the best bubble we can be.
In time, we find each bubble marches to the beat of a different drum. Each has its own set of rules to abide by. Though in the end, we realize it is most important to abide by our own set of rules rather than to run and hide.
In time, we find as we work on our own interior, automatically our exterior becomes crystal clear. When we stop fighting and fleeing from others, we find we can accept and understand them, and in so doing, treat each other as a brother and a sister.
∞ Rob McBride ∞
LL III 8