Born Under a Wandering Star



            Early one morning, under a sheet of stars, a group of five people set out towards their new journey. They’d been walking for twelve days but every day was unlike the other. Each glimmering sunrise proposed a different challenge with the same dewy scented clothing and unfortunately, the same foot pain as the day before. Each person came from a unique land filled with spectacular shades of people, fascinating nature and, and even more interesting experiences. The youngest female had never seen hail or snow before; she brought tales of bubbling mud volcanoes, colorful birds, and tropical waterfalls.  Two men told stories of Viking festivals and beer; while the other, spoke about honoring his ancestors who’d walk this trail before. The older woman, taught about living in the wild near to forest bears, and weather so freezing cold only the strongest liquor and thickest animal fur could keep you warm. 
            Everyday they’d carry their homes on their back while walking so much they couldn’t feel the swelling blisters under their feet. Nobody cared to know the time of the day or where they were; they just kept on walking as the sun would dance around their bodies like a hula-hoop. When night fell, the group would all prepare dinner from their homelands and share lively conversations about what they learned as children. Some spoke about their faith in God, while others taught on their lack of belief in a God, and one, told lessons of the mystics and great Mother Earth. But at the end of the night, each person would help prepare for the next day by cleaning or drunkenly singing or dancing just to keep the spirit of the night awake.
            Slowly, the Wanderers realized that by living in a somewhat primitive way, their physical bodies faded hereby, exposing their souls to one another. The kindness a path like this revealed is perhaps like the civilization our ancestors lived many decades ago. The Wanderers understood they needed one another to enjoy their challenging journey; this inevitably created an intimate kind of love that is possibly lost today. Trust played a big role in the shifting of one another’s attitude and heart. Life on the road broke everyone, one by one, yet placed them back together into one necessary entity. Its funny how the universe works, each person set out to a great journey, some call it religious, spiritual, or simply a physical test, yet the Wanderers realized they were all going to the same destination; towards the end of the world.
            Freedom is a state of mind, therefore, to have a belief system or special love for a religion should be a human right – it is how we accept that about one another that has become a difficult task. The Wanderers each held their own belief at the beginning of their journey yet grew five times as much by the end because they were able to appreciate their opinions of the people who saved them in their time of struggle. It is a simple concept that we have forgotten; humans need one another to make their lives a little more pleasurable. The independent notion that our society teaches us is slowly pulling apart out collectiveness as a planet.
            Some of the greatest Philosophers, Poets, and Artists lived a wandering lifestyle that only few can see the accomplishments that come along with it, such as acceptance. When one accepts himself or herself, they can accept the way of others, creating self growth. To live in a world where a person of one religion or belief helps another being of a different religious background grow in some kind of way would be beautiful – to create a flowing river of religious love. The group of Wanderers taught that each country has a variety of colour, musical instruments, dance and festivals that also comes with a culture with their own religious ties and belief systems.
What if this is a way to endorse a more gentle way of accepting one’s mind. By showing vulnerability, becoming less egotistical, and valuing another’s way of belief. In actuality, we need to see how much we are connected through pain, love, values, family, and realize that we the same in different bodies, dancing each other home.  

               

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