Make a new one

Mckinney Falls

New trails to run in this new year.

I listened to Hamilton while I ran today. I normally listen to podcasts or books, but today I wanted music and poetry. And if you know me, you’ll know I have my core albums that bring me back to myself for one reason or another. I let the songs flow through my mind and body, bathing me. Scrubbing all the messy parts away. I love Hamilton because it’s a damn good musical but it’s also poetry. The soul of it is poetry.

Anyhow, one quote jumped out at me toward the end of navigating an unfamiliar trail: “And when my prayers to God were met with indifference, I picked up a pen, I wrote my own deliverance.”

I have a quote on the mirror in my bathroom. It’s from the book Circe. (Possible spoiler ahead if you haven’t read it) She goes to retrieve a weapon to use against the Gods to protect her son. It is the poisonous tail of an older God — ancient and wise— old as the universe itself. She laments, as she is thinking about the corrupt and foolish world in which she lives; a world with so much suffering and wastefulness and regret and death, that she cannot bear it any longer. And the Wise One responds “Then child, make another.”

Isn’t that what we do–when we can? Try to make another world. A better one. Maybe.

Maybe we do. Maybe we can. Maybe we can write our own deliverance. I’ll start…

Love to you, always.

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