Potpourri

Potpourri: a mixture of dried flower petals with herbs and spices used for its fragrance


You have so many relationships in this life,
But only one or two will last.
You go through all the pain and strife,
Then you turn your back and they're gone so fast.

Hold on to the ones who really care,
In the end they'll be the only ones there.
When you get old ....Can you tell me who will still care?
Can you tell me?

Oh yeah, in an INSTANT they're gone.
Plant a seed, plant a flower,
Plant a rose, you can plant any one of those
Keep planting to find out which one grows.
It's a secret no one knows.

Hi there, I put up this poem for you folks to read. I have been pretty busy lately thinking about life. Well tonight I stopped by a local watering hole and had the good fortune to sit down and chat with two attractive and down to earth beauties. I sort of know them but not very well.

I first noticed them for their striking looks but recently I have begun to recognize in them a similar sort of humanity that I have seen deep inside myself. Nothing covering up my soulsong...just ME and that is a rare commodity in human interactions in this neck of the woods.

Anyhow I found out they are moving away and it kinda breaks my heart. I wish them happy adventures but I know that these ladies are not long for my enjoyment. SO....that harkens back to the poem above.

A person does have a seemingly endless amount of interactions and relationships with other people. It may simply be a brief meeting or it may be a long term romantic exchange of soulsong. But in the end how do you know if any of them are something worth putting the energy into? As the poet states...it IS a secret no one knows.

So keep on planting the seeds of a relationship. Or if you have a relationship that is now a seedling...transplant it to a higher level and perhaps the soil of your interactions will allow for it to bloom or grow stronger.

However no one knows if this bloom is perennial or simply a 1 time event. What if you leave the perennial behind and move from your garden. When you return in the distant future it may still be there as as strong as ever for you. ON the flip side you can tend a relationship with the utmost care like a prized bonsai and it will still falter when you have need for it most.

So how can you even recognize what seeds or seedlings are worth giving care to and nurturing towards a hopefully healthy future full of blooms and photosythesis? YOU SIMPLY don't know. But wait too long and you might not even have planted enough starts to care for your heart in your old age.

So should you plant all the same type of plant or simply not try a kind of plant because you think you know of it and what it has to offer? I say to thee NO..a resounding and heartfelt negatory, buddy. Plant those seeds...grab a variety and with sincerity, respect and love be a Johnny Appleseed of interpersonal interactions.

Yes it may be comfortable to only cultivate relationships with people who are into activities you mostly enjoy. But what if those jam band groupies are missing out on other things like Hanson and the spiritually expressive nature of their amazing hit song MmmBop.

YES, that is correct. This whole post has been a meditation on the lyrics to MmmBop. Why did you never see the meaning before? Because you were not open to planting different seeds of understanding. Well the farmer cannot plant crops without understanding the soil. Open your eyes, look up to the skies and see that there is more under the heavens than you ever imagined.

By the way...given what I have shared with you in this post I hope you can now listen to MmmBop and here the VIBRANCY and JOY for life that streams out of the video below. Wow, given the reality that these 3 brothers wrote about in MmmBop...namely the nature of humanity and the uncertain nature of building relationships I feel that the positive feeling shows wisdom far beyond their years. Juxtapose that to stoner jam bands that simply celebrate being high and I think the monumental level of achievment by the Hanson brothers is even more amazing.




Finally I end with why I named this post Potpourri. Basically your memories of your friends, lovers, enemies, family and random encounters form a potpourri in your soul that ends up being the tapestry of your life and in a way defines who you are and were. I hope to make my potpourri one worth savoring. I am well on my way and thank each and everyone of you for helping me to plant that seed or flower!