Memorial Day

A day of memories. Time to reflect on the good and sometimes dwell on the sad or bad times of our lives. A day to remember those we have lost, or wished we had known better..But for me Memorial day is a time to reflect on all I have left to accomplish before I become someone's memory.. Time to ponder , my own importance, and contribution to the world... Still I remember those before me who have showed me the things that compose my wisdom..Made me what I am ...Who I am!

Beacon

Here I stand in the dark a beacon of light to no one in particular. Silence surrounds me ,with deafening indifference to those who are effected by my quirky semblance of knowledge and wisdom. Possessing little more than the accumulated experiences of my own strangely evolved life. I pass forth but this small kernel of fact. We each and everyone are that , one whom is such a beacon for those whom need us most, we are the teachers of nothing new, except viewed through our own experiences, learning from each other , from those who before us learned just as we do, as those we teach will!! Let us begin by admitting, we only have those answers, to the questions, as they have been asked so far. This said. What is your question of me? If I teach will you learn? And will you teach me what I as yet have not learned? Our path is clearly lit by the Beacon. But what Beacon and which path should be chosen?