Written by FISIWE ZWANA
When all else has seemingly failed, what is left?
Each one of us faces the universal human experience in our own stylized way. Disappointment, failure, insecurity, mistakes and unforeseen misfortune target and catch us all in moments we’d just as soon avoid. And it seems the faster we run from those moments, the harder they bite our heels. So what are we to do?
I often find myself unconsciously running the lists of my missteps and flaws like a ticker tape across the surface of my divided attention. While the action may be unconscious, it certainly is not ineffective. Ego is a subversive, divisive…hell, ego is downright vicious and will do anything to keep the resilience of the unconditioned essence of my perfect soul submissive.
In our daily lives, we encounter apparently endless pricks and pokes that try to penetrate our resolve as the world has its way with us. Every stick leaves a hole.
Call it faith, call it grace…resilience is what is left. After the questions of “How…?” that have no graspable answers, resilience brings me around to the answers I can’t see with my eyes or make with my hands.
The world is busy and loud with the collective asking: How will we “survive” with no money, no skills, and no choices? How will we “succeed” with no savings, no wealth, and no fortune? How will we “be remembered” with no notoriety, no fame, without award winning accomplishments to brandish on mantles or display on walls?