-- G.K. Chesterton
I still haven’t found what I’m looking for.
March 6, 2010Having previously set Robert Frost’s Bond and Free as the poem for my life, I am struck by Khalil Gibran’s Your Thought and Mine, which I haven’t read before, as an answer to any personal philosophies I have. I think I need to see myself in a new light given the latter poem.
When one is rich in thought, it’s just as hard to let go of the thoughts you treasure. But the mind should grow as well, and not just in capacity of content. Too much freedom in thought has its own faults, which is a hard lesson learned, but I don’t regret coming from that wide open point of view, because they prompt me to think outside the box and end up seeing things in new ways. Where I used to see restriction, I now see certain graces that I could never attain for all my sense of self-determination through thought. Extreme individualism has its own dangers of mindlessness, like negativism, relativism, neo-paganism, aestheticism and puritanism (yes, that last is quite possible, and is a bad thing in the long run).
It’s all right then to aim for the stars in our thoughts, but let love be the driving force of our actions, even if it has us putting on our own chains. Because I see now that being held down by the demands of love offers its own kind of freedom, and that is the freedom from regrets.
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