Darkness by Candle Light; Part One Page 3
By ADGere
Now in saying that last statement about my Uncle Eric, I’m not asking for your sympathy
or needing your condolences. But if you are offering them, thank you if you give them,
because I understand that you don’t even know who he is. But allow me to tell you
about him briefly as I acknowledge the impact he had on my life and in this theory. You
see he wasn’t my blood Uncle and entered into my family through marriage. But have
or do you have someone significant in your life that you wish were blood related,
because they mean that much to you? He was that person to me, and was the constant
and the medium to each extreme in my personal and professional make-up, life and
upbringing. He married and provided a wonderful life for my mother’s sister, and had
the respect throughout my entire family as a man that truly enjoyed life. Now when I say
that, I’m not talking about his life, but life its self and how we all are fortunate to live it.
You see I have a hardcore criminal element in one of my blood related uncles, and a
total Corporate WASP in another. Now the street wise relative really doesn’t fit into the
crowd of my white collar uncles life, and visa versa for the completely same
differences. But the one that could relate to both of them together or separately on and
in a respectful way and level, was my Uncle Eric. He was wise enough not to get taken
by the things on the block or inner city streets, and smart enough to buy a building on
the next block from a stiff suit like myself. He was the constant or the medium, and the
epitome of a man to me. I learned a lot and marveled on how he could instantly talk to
you about sports and entertainment, and then pour concrete in his backyard and read
you the stock reports on a rising IPO no one is paying attention to. But I just lost my
Uncle and seen the definition re-define its self in a spirit I will forever respect. A man
that steered me by example, and seeing how I have been recently switching time zones
like many do channels with a television remote, only realized that it was by faith that I
assumed that this great man would be around forever to protect and guide me. That
imaginary dream or realization of faith that gives you the fuel to drive towards things you
never thought possible. That same force that tells this voice inside of you that you can
reach realty if you vividly remember the moment you fell asleep facing the nightmares
you only dreamed of never turning your back on. I mean in life, we all work so hard to
make things easier, try things we feel will better our lives and go to measures we never
thought possible when we look back upon them. We work so hard and defend our
feelings so much, that we almost numb ourselves through the journey. We do it at such
a level that if or when we reach this point of destination, we think we can absorb the
emotions that first stimulated this travel we felt would better our physique. I mean if you’
re a business man, hooker, athlete or whatever, it’s a hustle and we all indulge in some
form of it, until we look up one day and wonder how in the hell did we reach this point.
What went wrong, went right, left or whatever. We may times forget to smell the roses
before we give or get them as a gift, and often times, pay more attention to the price of
things instead of the things that have no price or that are truly priceless, when we see
them in the darkness by candle light.
I can remember meeting people and conversing with them on levels they claimed to
have wanted to reach, and watching them make every reason and excuse to deny the
obvious when it faced them like a two way mirror. I guess being in a vulnerable
situation sometimes, can heighten ones senses and can somewhat elevate those to
rise above the level they were at before opening themselves up to an awareness or
reality. Ironically, it seems as though in our loneliness or most insecure times, we are
surrounded by the very thing or element that makes us feel we are comforted or secure
with this form of love that believe it or not, can in many times actually be the opposite in
disguise once revealed. But if you focus and your heart is right, you can recite Nina
Simone and sing,” It’s a new dawn, it’s a new day, it’s a new life and I’m feeling good”
even if it turns out bad. It is amazing on how the many treasures we seek throughout
life, seems hidden and is right in front of our faces once we get pass them. Or how
what we feel we want, may not be what we need when it is gone from not being
nurtured or appreciated as the blessing it is. I was once taught that leadership is an
isolated place inhabited by many pretenders.
By ADGere
Now in saying that last statement about my Uncle Eric, I’m not asking for your sympathy
or needing your condolences. But if you are offering them, thank you if you give them,
because I understand that you don’t even know who he is. But allow me to tell you
about him briefly as I acknowledge the impact he had on my life and in this theory. You
see he wasn’t my blood Uncle and entered into my family through marriage. But have
or do you have someone significant in your life that you wish were blood related,
because they mean that much to you? He was that person to me, and was the constant
and the medium to each extreme in my personal and professional make-up, life and
upbringing. He married and provided a wonderful life for my mother’s sister, and had
the respect throughout my entire family as a man that truly enjoyed life. Now when I say
that, I’m not talking about his life, but life its self and how we all are fortunate to live it.
You see I have a hardcore criminal element in one of my blood related uncles, and a
total Corporate WASP in another. Now the street wise relative really doesn’t fit into the
crowd of my white collar uncles life, and visa versa for the completely same
differences. But the one that could relate to both of them together or separately on and
in a respectful way and level, was my Uncle Eric. He was wise enough not to get taken
by the things on the block or inner city streets, and smart enough to buy a building on
the next block from a stiff suit like myself. He was the constant or the medium, and the
epitome of a man to me. I learned a lot and marveled on how he could instantly talk to
you about sports and entertainment, and then pour concrete in his backyard and read
you the stock reports on a rising IPO no one is paying attention to. But I just lost my
Uncle and seen the definition re-define its self in a spirit I will forever respect. A man
that steered me by example, and seeing how I have been recently switching time zones
like many do channels with a television remote, only realized that it was by faith that I
assumed that this great man would be around forever to protect and guide me. That
imaginary dream or realization of faith that gives you the fuel to drive towards things you
never thought possible. That same force that tells this voice inside of you that you can
reach realty if you vividly remember the moment you fell asleep facing the nightmares
you only dreamed of never turning your back on. I mean in life, we all work so hard to
make things easier, try things we feel will better our lives and go to measures we never
thought possible when we look back upon them. We work so hard and defend our
feelings so much, that we almost numb ourselves through the journey. We do it at such
a level that if or when we reach this point of destination, we think we can absorb the
emotions that first stimulated this travel we felt would better our physique. I mean if you’
re a business man, hooker, athlete or whatever, it’s a hustle and we all indulge in some
form of it, until we look up one day and wonder how in the hell did we reach this point.
What went wrong, went right, left or whatever. We may times forget to smell the roses
before we give or get them as a gift, and often times, pay more attention to the price of
things instead of the things that have no price or that are truly priceless, when we see
them in the darkness by candle light.
I can remember meeting people and conversing with them on levels they claimed to
have wanted to reach, and watching them make every reason and excuse to deny the
obvious when it faced them like a two way mirror. I guess being in a vulnerable
situation sometimes, can heighten ones senses and can somewhat elevate those to
rise above the level they were at before opening themselves up to an awareness or
reality. Ironically, it seems as though in our loneliness or most insecure times, we are
surrounded by the very thing or element that makes us feel we are comforted or secure
with this form of love that believe it or not, can in many times actually be the opposite in
disguise once revealed. But if you focus and your heart is right, you can recite Nina
Simone and sing,” It’s a new dawn, it’s a new day, it’s a new life and I’m feeling good”
even if it turns out bad. It is amazing on how the many treasures we seek throughout
life, seems hidden and is right in front of our faces once we get pass them. Or how
what we feel we want, may not be what we need when it is gone from not being
nurtured or appreciated as the blessing it is. I was once taught that leadership is an
isolated place inhabited by many pretenders.
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