Tuesday, 29 March 2016

A horse with no name. . .

On the first part of the journey 
I was looking at all the life
There were plants and birds and rocks and things
There was sand and hills and rings

Being on a journey, actually, deciding to go on a journey can definitely be a daunting task.  Sometimes we might be on a journey that we don't know we're on because we might be pushed to our limits, we find ourselves stretched to the very limits of our personal endurance and strength.  Do you take the time to notice what you pass by on your journey?  Sometimes we forget to think about the other things that are around us when we are in dire straits.  We need to be more vigilant about what is around us.

The first thing I met was a fly with a buzz
And the sky with no clouds
The heat was hot and the ground was dry
But the air was full of sound

Do you do enough listening in your life?  Being aware of what is happening by opening your ears up to really hear and really listen to your surroundings is critically important for your survival.  When you hear those sounds, are they pleasing sounds to your ear?  Are they sounds that become cause for alarm?  I guess it's all about relying on your instincts more and recognising when you need to take action for situations that cross your path.

I've been through the desert with a horse with no name
It felt to be out of the rain
In the desert you can remember your name
Cause there ain't no one for you to give you no pain
La, la

When I think about riding through the desert with a horse with no name, I wonder how I came across this horse.  Did I befriend this horse?  Why don't I know the horse's name?  To be able to find some respite after wandering aimlessly with this horse, suggests to me that I'm not just moving forward, going through the motions, but there is no set destination in my mind.  We can find some comfort from time to time but will we find the eternal peace and rest that we can rely upon?


After nine days I let the horse run free
Cause the desert had turned to sea
There were plants and birds and rocks and things
There was sand and hills and rings

Letting go of something that you think you need to ride out because it's the only way of moving, can be difficult to achieve, because there might be some collateral, but it's an extremely necessary exercise.  You will still see the same things that you saw in your journey when you first started out, but I guess the difference will be that you are now in control of how these things can flourish, you can start to appreciate life again and really start to see things again for the first time.

The ocean is a desert with it's life underground
And a perfect disguise above
Under the cities lies a heart made of ground
But the humans will give no love

It can be hard to get to know people and connect with them.  If we spend so much time swimming around in the ocean, only seeing what is on the surface, but failing to see what lies beneath, we will never really appreciate what we are confronted with.  What is the perfect disguise that you have been faced with?  Why has no love been given by us to these underground cities?  There is a sense that there is definitely more than meets the eye, but whether the eye is prepared to look is another dilemma altogether.

You see I've been through the desert with a horse with no name
It felt good to be out of the rain
In the desert you can remember your name
Cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain. . . 

I hope that from time to time, when you find yourself either caught in the desert or the rain, that you are able to respond appropriately, depending on your situation to your surroundings.  When we think about how there is a constant need, a core belief, that we must know who we are, and especially within extreme circumstances, that we find solace and comfort in remembering our names.  What does your name mean to you?

I hope that when you say your name to yourself that nobody is able to give you anymore pain. . .