Heart

A vital organ, the heart.  Pumps quite a bit of blood around our body and without it we would flat out die.  We don't have two of them like the kidney.  It cannot regenerate like the liver.  It requires no thought to keep it pumping.  Quite an extraordinary organ.  All that being said, I really don't care about the organ.  I am talking about passion.  Fire in your soul.  That thing that makes you who you are to your core.  I am not talking about the heart in so much as I am talking about the heart a person exhibits.

I have a great amount of respect for a person that is driven to succeed.  I have to admit I am a bit shallow tho.  I see some people that I have known that pursue some crazy stuff.  It wasn't necessarily for money.  It wasn't for fame or for anything that I could put my finger on.  Why then do we pursue or take on certain "adventures"?

Truth of the matter, it doesn't matter. 

I am a reminded of that song "To Dream The Impossible Dream".  The lyrics speak to this thought.   You know..........to be willing to march into hell for a heavenly cause.  To right the unrightable wrong, to fight the unbeatable foe and to run where the brave dare not go.  To try when your arms are to weary and to fight for the right without question or pause.

Heart, it is what separates us from those who have no heart, no drive, no passion.  I have not always understood you Aaron, Ben or Krishaun.  I don't know what drives you to do what you do, but I am glad that you have heart.  I am proud that your hearts are pure, good and just. 

Story time.....................

I was somewhere in the state of New York and I was on a weekend layover with my crew.  We had just finished dinner at some restaurant and when we walked out there was a homeless man on the street begging for change.  Panhandling is big business in some parts, but this guy seemed to be in need.  We were walking by and I gave him a couple of dollars.  I really didn't think much of it, but it "felt" like the right thing to do.  My crew chastised me for doing this.  They said he was going right to the liquor store and I just helped him with his addiction.  I have to say that after much thought I think they might have been right.  In retrospect tho I think that too many times we overthink things.  We can think things until we reach whatever outcome we want. 

I don't want to grow up, I want to remain a kid.  I want to listen to what my heart tells me and not what I think.  Tough to do. 

I meditated this morning.  I was good to be still and listen.  I found that I am surrounded by so many good loving hearts.  Yup Mom, yours is special.  Insert smiley face here......................

Keep fighting the good fight my children.

Remain true to your heart................