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Poetry
by Jean Riley
There are many things that inhibit each
of us,
And the correlation between being
inhibited and the lack of creativity.
One of the most tragic mistakes is the
smothering of the seeds of
talent during childhood.
Fear and rejection break the spirit of
the children as flowers are
choked out by the weeds.
Many are fearful of losing control of
circumstances.
To prevent being threatened, the good
in the self is often suppressed
through efforts to conform.
If one is fearful of
exposing a quality
that is judged to
be bad,
One must also be
fearful
of exposing
the self to
anything that
is good.
If the person
is continually
reminded of
the ugliness
that lives within,
Ugliness that is often
only the projection
of a self portrait,
The expectation that
anyone create a thing of beauty
becomes more than a little
foolish,
And the responsibility that cause such
failure must lie within those
who see the ugliness.
The failure to recognize the good of
humanity and the beauty of earth
is one of the universal tragedies.
It is tragic not only because of its
ability to think and to speak out
may forever be silenced.
Can we give to the black or the purple
persons, to the disabled, the women
minority, the poor, the uneducated,
the elderly, the starving, the
atheist, the one of different
religions, the ex-minister, the
criminal, the prostitute, the
homosexual, the woman caught in
adultery, that self-respect which
is necessary to wholeness.
Until we experience our own wholeness,
We are incapable of seeing or granting
the quality to others.
If we feel threatened or a sense of
lack,
We cannot permit others to disagree
or to believe that which best meets
their needs.
We either fail to heal ourselves or
others,
Or we focus on ideals which we believe
will solve the problems of our
own small
world.
We become so
absorbed by
fear and
insecurity,
Or excessive
zealousness
causes
the
refusal to
recognize
That through their approach to life and
philosophy may be different,
They may have discovered the pattern
which suits the path of their life.
Jean Riley - born with cerebral palsy.
These poetic reflections appear in a book, "Stepping Stones Along The Path", by Jean Riley. In her introduction to the book, she writes about the difficult circumstances of her early life, then comments: "With the passage of years... .As the feelings of conflict and of powerlessness decreased, the sense of fulfillment increased. Gradually I began to find in myself feelings of self-acceptance... Began feeling secure and confident about my ability to cope with problems which invade every human situation, and realistically knew the search for meaningfulness was my responsibility.
My father had committed suicide when I was two years old. Mother spent her entire life being miserable, and my uncle drank himself into an early grave.
She did this book with all the illustrations, and several other books, on a computer. writes about this. "I am fascinated by the use of technology as a tool creativity... Many people complain about mechanization robbing them of their potential creativity, but for me technology has had the opposite effect.
Her books can be obtained from Jean Riley Publications, 4503 Bridge St. Fort Worth, Tx 76103
Each dawning brightness brings a new source for hope, A new search for meaning and fulfillment to rescue our dreams from the precarious edge of failure.
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