There’s a path for us to walk and it’s an exciting time to go. We can see a destination, yes? Of goodness and happiness, where every scent’s an appeal, every instinct is charmed and of course all’s locked to us with a big, bright chain. A welcoming charge races through our blood as we surge towards the promise of something better than home. We are running! Go to it– the fertile country is open to us!
Stop. Just wait. I said stop! You and you and you. This is what we seek but it’s not what we want. Don’t you see it? We no longer cherish the life we’d started out to live. We’ve talked ourselves into making something work that need not be grander than our heritage. Our sights are fixed on the horizon, and why is that, when home was what made us?
By walking this path, we’ve been led to wear nicer clothes, sit at ornate tables, and own triplicates of many toys. Bigger, not ours, not needed either. We’ve been fooled, wasting our time, and our people have to stop, right now.
We took the bait of the promise of having more. We did not know how to be satisfied with what bit we’d had and enjoyed for years. That’s why I say stop walking. This path leads us to greater, not better. Let’s huddle and share our ideas, not one step in any direction until we’ve talked it out.
Wanting more is personal.
I want to stop brushing away the delicate modesty that patiently tries knitting inside me, over and over, and head back to home. I need to take the steps as a group, with each of you at my side. If not us all, then we’ve lost some. Let’s stop something big and stop something bigger.
It’s time to disappoint the disease.