No Real Topic
TopazOwl

Sun Jan 31 17:35:07 1999
     I am sitting here feeling a great sadness right now. I tried to write a poem about it, but all that would come out is this one line: "There's a place for us..." And hey, I think that's a line from another song. :-) So maybe I'll just write a stream-of-consciousness kind of thing and get this off my chest.*p*     I look at my friends here and I know them from another place, another time. I remember when we discussed and argued and prayed and hugged each other in the circle around the fire under the sheltering branches of the trees. I remember that we didn't always see eye-to-eye, but we did respect the other's right to have an opinion. We weighed and measured a man's words against our own teachings and learnings and our own Truth, and looked for the ultimate Truth therein. *p*     I remember the Great Hall at feast, standing behind the king's chair, whispering with the white-bearded Wise One who was my teacher and my friend. There was no question of who we were then. There was no one who dared question.*p*     I have stopped trying to argue against those who will not understand what we have seen, what we have been, what we are, and what we shall become. Is there a reason to insist upon what we are when the ears that hear our words are in the heads of a people who no longer believe in us? *p*     The world has changed. The hearts and minds of the people are closed against us. We were born into this life speaking a new language, living in a different culture, remembering less than half of what we once knew. Can we go back? Is there reason to, beyond what we can glean for ourselves on our own path? No. We are not here to go back, after all, but to go forward, always forward. Those who don't believe in us are those who never did understand us.*p*     Within us there is still that overwhelming urge to teach, and that incessant drive to learn. There is still that desire to be in service to our people. There is still the dream of returning the pride of heritage to our people, the unity of knowing that we once were and are a great people. But, judging from the attitude of our own...perhaps our people would rather forget. :(*p*     It saddens me to know that our people have forgotten. And sometimes the ones who say they remember best are the ones who have forgotten the most.*p*     There is a reason we are all here, now, in this time, together. I just don't think the reason is to argue with fools over who can and can't be Draoi. I won't argue it anymore. I will continue on with my work, and let the results of that work be the Truth for all to see and wonder at.*p*Leigh