The other night we watched clips of the popular ’70s (and beyond) dance show, “Soul Train,” with Don Cornelius. I miss those days when things seemed more innocent and simpler. Of course, I was a young child, so it wasn’t truly the case. It’s just that the world hadn’t yet had a chance to fully get its claws in me and I hadn’t seen the many horrors I’ve now been exposed to in my fifty years of life.
I miss the times when all I had to worry about was finishing a report for school or whether a cute boy I liked would like me back so we could “go” together. You know, life could be uncomplicated, but we humans utterly insist on making it such.
I think it’s possible to live without pain, drama, and crisis in our lives. When we live with those things, we get sick…mentally, physically, emotionally, spiritually. I don’t want to be sick. I want to be well. I want to live as I was intended to live, with joy, hope, and creativity.