What must any of us do before we can understand what we read in the Book of Life? When is one ready to write upon its pages his or her own contributions?
Life is no passive gathering of information. It is not a spectator sport. Only in participation is one truly alive. In order to express feelings or opinions about anything in life, one must have a personal experience of it. Only personal experience conveys the qualification and the right to speak, to write or to create art as explanation and explication of any topic of discussion and debate.
We amaze ourselves with our achievement when we look at photographs taken of objects by man trillions of light years away, yet we are still so primitive a species that we throw rocks at one another. We grasp tightly onto the words, rituals, and beliefs of our ancestors, that our reverence might imbue them with magic and ultimate truth, so fearful and unprepared are we to attempt to understand or even acknowledge new realities and more accurate truths.
We clothe and feed ourselves from creatures we deem lesser than ourselves, even though technology has eliminated the need for this sacrifice. Can any of us who have been shown love by an animal ever look a pet in the eye and not see a kindred soul returning the gaze? Is it not our recognition of similar thoughts, feelings, needs and emotions in animals the very reason we are drawn to them and bond with them and bring them in to shelter within our homes and the bosom of our families?
We carelessly pollute our atmosphere, the single biosphere that sustains us, with the unnecessary waste products of our energy systems. Even though we have been gifted with the miracle of the singular star anchoring our solar system that made all Life on Earth possible. This same star can provide all the energy we will ever need. Why do we allow the corrupt, greedy few endanger the future survival of the vast global majority? These are the shameful passages of fearfulness, cowardice and indifference that darken the Book of Life.
When did we stop listening to our elders—those with the life experience to know better?
Those whose deep wisdom is informed by the bitter struggles that are Life’s lessons?
They are founts of Information that could be invaluable and always available to us. Yet we choose to put them away in homes once their needs interfere with our lifestyles. Those who were the active participants in Life, whose minds are treasure troves of accumulated experience, are warehoused to await death along with those who chose to remain bystanders.
It is never too late to go back to the Book, to pick it up and dust it off. Open its pages and dip that quill deeply as you seek to capture the most honest and accurate assessments of your life experiences. Scratch into the pages the most salient and illuminating details of the experiences in your life. We have only each other and the records of life we leave in our wake to learn from. You are not inconsequential, not in your Book, for there you are a powerful transformative agent, the Hero who must triumph in writing his or her story – a tale instructing in how to protect and secure the future for all those wise enough to consider your words.
Every Book of Life can be read and experienced on its own, but there are always so many more things to be revealed in the sequels and prequels and contemporary narratives of other active participants in Life. Fulfill the promise of this greatest franchise by taking risks with your writing in the service of truth. This instruction may sound obtuse presently, but you’ll know what to “say” when your ultimate moment of truth presents itself at the most inopportune time and place.