I have been and continue to be amazed by nature and everything that has a life in it. From animals, insects and all the sea creatures.
There seems to be a way we connect. It is through survival in our ecosystem. You can cry out if you can’t manage, nature wants to hear that sound. It is beautiful. Nothing is absolutely wrong with it.
The birds don’t sing, they cry and it has to do with many things. Maybe their homes have been or are about to be washed by the rain or the predator has killed their loved ones. They could be next in line.
The cry is a call for nature to be a little kind. If you go to some Western countries, most homes, if not all, have bird nests built by humans and hung on trees for birds whose natural habitats have been destroyed by harsh weather conditions like snow and hurricanes.
You know how hard it is to find a place, a new home. This got me thinking, that every beginning has a good ending but to begin life after so much has been taken is something that needs heaven to stand with you. If some people can be kind to animals, what makes it hard for you to be good to your fellow human?
The truth about the human experience is the fact that we are here to either fail or succeed depending on what those two means to you and then you finally pass away. That is why we should make use of the moments. The butterfly lives for days or months depending on the season. This means the lifespan of this insect is determined by some weather conditions but one thing is for sure; butterflies don’t live beyond two months. The timer is always on and they must make use of every single moment before it is gone.
They don’t need to have a rat or a lizard’s brain to know this. What I love about lizards is their confidence. And If I have a tiny part of it, some of my problems will be solved. Lizards think the world and everything in it revolves around them. They believe they are the reason for the existence of this world and that the world will crash without them. I don’t know what they have in that small head.
For me, with a brain that thinks and a breathing heart that pumps 1.5 gallons of blood per minute, I don’t even have the confidence to express my feelings to a woman for fear of rejection or even sustain a mere relationship. If I asked a girl and they said no, I would just say sorry, that I was just joking. The truth about women is the fact that their “No” is actually a Yes but they want to see if you are serious and the only way to know if you really want it is when you pursue them for days, weeks or months. But for me, I would just walk away that same day, without looking back and I learnt recently that this is the worst way to hurt a woman. I am not a relationship counselor but am trying to figure out how I will manage a relationship later in life.
Something must be wrong with this young man. Yes, Ngor must sit down and have some meeting with himself. Lesson, we need to face our fears and find meaning in every circumstance, giving meaning to every situation.
If you are a book lover, try “Man’s search for meaning” by psychiatrist and neurologist Viktor Frankl (1905-1997). It is a book about his ordeals at the concentration camp during the Second World War.
It is about hope, suffering and the painful human experience. You know after war, what you see becomes your reality and you have to accept this reality for as long as you live. Death, hunger and struggle for survival becomes this reality.
Frankl was caught between the two worlds, one where he expected to be happy, and a utopian place where everything was in order but there was a concentration camp, his reality, a place that gave him refuge after his first home had been destroyed during the war. He watched people die of hunger. He witnessed children saying final goodbyes to their parents. He also saw humanity through its darkest times, entrapped in pain.
After living through it, Frankl found out that those who survived in the camp were not people who had enough food to eat. They were not even those who were physically strong but those who accepted their reality and regained control of their environment, with all its pain, its hurts, and its struggles.
What war does is to tear open the human soul and even worse, break it into a million pieces. There is nothing good with it because it only brings an end to human life. If you survived the war, all a man has to do is to start from nothing. Pick the pieces and put them back together. Wake up each morning, with a smile on your face, and put one or two pieces together, brick by brick, a rebuild.
This can take years or even a lifetime but it is the meaning you put to each and every day that counts. Like Frankl who has seen it all, we have to find meaning in our struggles, in our dark days, in our problems, in our struggles, in every mess because the truth is, we will never run short of problems. You can never solve them all but all that we can do is to see every pain or loss as an opportunity to grow, better and stronger. Peace to humankind.
Thanks for reading.