Beyond Geopolitics to the Terrain of the Soul
A shift in focus.
Dear Reader,
I am of the firm belief that the human spirit is the most powerful force in the universe. It is the only thing that has the power to change the course of history. When it comes to geopolitics, one can take its temperature without succumbing to its influence, and I am convinced that the limits of humanity extend beyond bureaucracy.
Today, I'm sharing something personal. The prose is raw and unfiltered, and I'm sharing it because I can.
Next time, perhaps, I’ll return to the regular programming. Perhaps not.
I want to feel the sun on my skin.
The sun and the light and the soft of the grass of the earth. I want to feel the wind and the rain on my face.
I want it to wash the pain out of my shoulders and the ache from my back.
I want to see you again. I want to hear your voice. I want to be the one you come to when you need someone to listen to you. I want to be the one you come to when you need someone to love you.
I want to be the one you come to when you need someone to love you even when you don't love yourself.
But those are my own wants, and more than anything, I want you to have everything you’ve ever wanted. I don’t know why I want this. I don’t know why I want you to have everything you've ever wanted.
But I do.
I want you to be happy with someone who loves you even when you don't love yourself. Especially then - you deserve that.
Am I being selfish? I can’t know what you want for yourself.
I think I’d make you happy.
I think a lot of things that turn out to be wrong.
I think a lot of things that turn out to be right…
I think a lot of things that I don’t think about again.
I think a lot of things that I think about every day, every night, and every morning before I open my eyes.
I think a lot of things that I think about for a long time.
Sometimes, we have to follow the unexpected paths that our hearts take us down.
The beat of a heart can’t rest until it expresses thoughts that demand to be heard, even if they don't fit neatly into the categories we're accustomed to. Thank you for indulging me.
-M. Shultz