Hi Everybody, today I'd like to talk to you about time, particularly, our use of it. I'm an older brother, as well as a younger one, and I've recently come to another recognition, of how important our time spent with our siblings, other family members, and anyone, really is.
There are many moments in life that challenge us to make decisions, to turn and look in a different direction, or view someone we've known for a long time in a different way. The truth is, we never really know someone or something in it's fullest sense.
This sense of knowing can happen in an instant, like love at first sight, or finding our purpose, or the feeling we are where we belong. This was not unlike the moment when I met my birth Brother, a few short years ago, who had been adopted out as a child, like I had. Recently, he passed away from brain cancer. So, for 2 plus years out of fifty plus, we had the opportunity to connect. Email, the phone, pictures and a family get-together, allowed us to flow into each others lives.
We had only one face to face evening, alone. So we made the most of it, through to the wee hours of the morning, discovering each others ways, thoughts, aspirations and beliefs, and solving the worlds problems, and we had done it together as brothers. The problem remaining was, we had no one to tell. It was like we'd known each other for a life time. There was an affinity, a mental familiarity, a knowing and ability to relate beyond the years. It was the recognition of family.
We had only a mild physical similarity, but mannerisms, thought patterns, depth of passion, and a desire for honesty, was uncannily similar. These things, one would assume come from growing up in a mutual environment. Though some positions were different, at the beginning, we delved deeper, to seek the rationale for our views of life, to find the moments that birthed our views, all with without prejudice to understand, our brother. This led us to disconnect from the conclusions we had made and re-ask the questions behind them, together.
You know my background from previous editorials so I will share a bit of my brothers instead.
He was a very hard worker: a metal worker, in a smelting plant in the Sault; in construction, at other times; a line worker, at GM in Oshawa years back; and more, all using his hands. Seen by most as this one dimension, he was thrilled to be approached for what he contemplated inside.
Like our own version of the United Nations, formed to bring understanding, for nations to other nations, we entered in.
We needed a common basis to function in, so the idea of morality, not ethics that change, was important, and so a moral being, who had design and purpose in creating us, was a foundation we accepted.
Without this, we are left with a fatalistic wandering in life, based on our personal ideas and impulses, with no real sense of unity with anyone else, certainly not on the inside, not really. That leads to conflict not unity. That's why governments and the UN find real unity.
Why most people only appear to agree together, if they don't dig any deeper than the surface. We could see, very evidently, when deeper questions are asked, real meat is chewed on, the proof comes out of the pudding, so to speak. We agreed not to conflict with each other's beliefs but rather explore them, as a desire to walk a moment in each others moccasins, fit them on and look around, for the best effort to know each other. This led to a genuine experience.
The raw material given, is only a starting point, how we apply it, what and who we apply it to, who we allow ourselves to be touched by, and the things uncovered along the way, all conspire to help us be who we become. I wouldn't have known my Brother, for real, if we hadn't taken the time. So, enter in, talk with someone you love today, it's worth the time spent.
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