Ever since I can remember, as a little girl, recalling the times of laying under my friend's big oak tree, looking at the stars, wondering where did we come from?, the lessons my parents taught me regarding Adam & Eve, I remember thinking, it takes two, yet, it took one to begin with. Tracing back to my ancestors, thinking, ok, in the beginning, there had to be only 1. So therefore, as a child, it seemed to me, if, and yes, that if, there was only 1 to begin with, then we are all connected to that beginningness of 1. So, therefore, my question is, where did that 1 come from??? Starting with 1, making 2, making 3, making, making, making.....there are so many people today in this world, yet, it still seems we are all but 1. Where did that 1 come from???
Today, as it may change tomorrow, but today, it appears we came from nature. The earth's ability to recreate itself. So, perhaps, if we took better care of our earth, maybe, the world, as people, would improve. Realizing that for whatever reason, in order to survive, we need to be the big 4's...careful, respectful, clean, and manners. Yes, those are the big 4 to me. Yet, those big "4's" were not something which "came" to me, something I knew, it was something which was yet again taught to me. Yet, "yet" seems to be my big word for today, yet, it seems those big "4's" came to me for a reason. I did not go out searching. I followed a path. So, it is perhaps, following that "path" which makes sense to oneself. Everything comes to each of us, everything we need to know....or, everything is the problem. We need to filter out what we need, and what does not belong to us. Taking in other's fates, when, in reality, it is not ours. Being connected to "all"....are we not each an individual, which our own individual path?
About Me
- Holly Stephenson Ceragioli
- Once upon a time, there lived a little girl. More than anything in the whole wide world, this little girl wanted to be loved. She searched many, many foreign places for love. She kissed many toads for love. She loved and she loved and she loved. The more she loved, the harder it became. Her tiny little heart was fading. Layers and layers of molten skin were binding her. Finally, the little girl exploded. She began lashing out at everything and everyone in sight. Bolts of lightning were striking all she touched and did not touch. She began to spin out of control. As she spun, rings and rings were spinning off of her painting the earth. Many colors began flying throughout the air. Suddenly, she was naked. She looked into the water and there, she found her love. Now, to find the prince…
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