This was another writing prompt…

I want it to be said that I loved fiercely-that I loved loyally with my whole being-you knew you were loved by me-you felt the loyalty-the open-hearted, all encompassing mess of it all. I want it…I would love, for it to be said that I could cry at the beauty of a sunrise, or the angelic voice of a young boy as he called to me with his Daddy’s warm breads for my asking-I want it to be said that my heart was so tender it would crack open at the sight of an older couple making their way across the sand, as she guided his sightless eyes on their journey. I want it to be said that I delighted in the successes of my friends-I was their most devoted cheerleader-Champion to all, and shoulders wide enough to comfort and bear witness to the ups and downs of the journey we shared.

I want it to be said that my voice touched places in you you didn’t know you had-that without even realizing, you were transported to a place of previously unknown territory. I want it to be said that all the things I didn’t do, were forgotten and unimportant.

I would love for it to be said that my Cornbread was amazing, my Chili Dogs were fabulous and my Cream Puffs, sublime.

I would love it to be said that when I danced, it was obvious that Angels had my feet in their hands, my hips were hypnotic and my body possessed-it was obvious that this was what I lived for.

I would love it to be said that Life was a great teacher for me and that I, in turn shared and passed on whatever gleans of truth were imparted to me-that I taught by example, not so much with words, but by my actions-though I did not speak some times, it was in the quiet moments that the Light shone through.

I would like it to be said that I loved a simple, uncomplicated life- I reveled in the quiet moments-gazing at the ocean, delighting in the easy flight of birds overhead or the unexpected appearance of an Iguana on the patio-I would love it to be said that my life has been filled with millions of moments of love and connection and expressions of joy and delight-I would love it to be said that even  when there were challenges or dark times, I always looked to the Light, after a time, to return again, to rise again to have faith in the rhythms  and cycles of Life-The darkness is real and a part of it, and as I get older I realize the balance between the dark and the light. I would like it to be said that I have come to a peaceful place in my Heart now. 

I would like it to be said that I could not sit idly by in silence as I am witnessing a horrible genocide happening in my lifetime. I could not turn away from the discomfort of watching my pre-conceived notions dissolve in reality. I could not stay silent in the face of this astounding deafening lack of engagement-the mind-numbing, inconceivable lack of reaction.