Thursday, January 26, 2012

Aging and Engaging

I've read that the brain's limbic system makes us aware of the emotions of others.
Is this the beginning of compassionate relationships with our sisters and brothers?
Unfortunately, our society has taught us to turn off the signals of others' pain;
We have been programmed to only seek our own earthly, greedy gains.

I admit that I am too sensitive to the atmosphere that surrounds me;
The degree to which I need emotional input of others often astounds me.
Call it PTSD, enmeshment, or extreme compassionate caring;
I pick up on signals people don't even know they're sharing.

All I know for sure is that I absorb many energies of those
Who don't even know that, in my radar, they are exposed.
I don't mean to intrude on their most private spaces;
It's simply that my intuition, their boundaries, replaces.

I love to have people that are hard-working near;
My animal intuition, for their dedication, cheers.
Yesterday, I had the pleasure of many laboring men
Outside my window, into which my soul can blend.

The hardest thing to handle as I age and become less able
Is the feeling that I've been excused from life's bountiful table.
At least I can vicariously feel a part of what is still alive,
When  I'm allowed to observe the tasks on which others thrive.


  1. I'm reminded of the radio program I listened to as a child called THE SHADOW. As the program began you hear this booming and ominous voice saying, "Who knows what evil lurks in the hearts of men? (and then, with an insidious laugh) The Shadow knows! hahahahahahaha. Then I think of Jesus in John 2:24 and 25, where it is said, "But Jesus did not commit himself unto them, because he knew all men, 25And needed not that any should testify of man: for HE KNEW WHAT WAS IN MAN." And I'm also reminded of something Daniel said in Daniel 2:28 "But there is a God in heaven that revealeth secrets, and maketh known..." I know what it means to have God show me things from time to time that I had no way of knowing except through Him.

  2. I know some of the feelings you express. Many times I wish I knew how to express them.

    I did like the line:
    Being dismissed from the bountiful table.

    I do feel like that as I get older (at times)