The World Summit

My friend and I caught up today, I am covering her job whilst she is Bolivia, Central America. My friend is a spiritual person and we talked about creativity. She has always longed to be a comedy writer and I know from her sense of humour, she would be very good. She is also on a spiritual journey and is visiting sacred sites whilst overseas. I did the same on my world trip. There is interesting energy at these sites and we barely know the true significance of ancient civilisations, we can say that the engineering was more advanced than today. I certainly saw that at the Mayan, Egyptian pyramids and Machu Picchu (Incan village). So we talked further about work. I said to her it will be interesting for me to re-enter the workplace. I worked for 9 years as a temporary contract person and have worked in approximately 400 workplaces. We talked about the nature of work and I wondered how I will feel being so restricted in a 9-5 job as I am used to freedom. I will look at it as a social experiment and try and get a feel for how other people are living. We talked further about the future of the world and the creative changes that will come. Further to that was to fullfill our own dreams, as that is our purpose and it happens on time in life.

This poem is for all people to say we all make a difference and you haven’t failed, there is no such thing. Life is successive. Always remember that, trust that the best is yet to come.

THE WORLD SUMMIT

When the student is ready the teacher appears,

For the teacher is always a student,

And those schooled in life,

Have known many glass rooms.

Are you the intellect or the mind?

Are you the author or do you not mind?

Do you stop to think?

Or do you feel time is running out?

All life is questions,

For when we pass we know the answers,

And this is the master key to life.

Are you seeking a career?

Or are you just seeking?

When you seek you will find,

All doors will open to those seeking to find,

The truth.

To be seen to be,

Is unreal,

To be real is to be seen,

When you be,

Yourself.

Life is a mystery to many,

For we can never know where we will be

in the future,

Yet each thought, word and action,

Changes the course,

Your future is changed in this moment,

For you stopped and waited,

You read and thought,

For your day will unfold differently.

Everyone is making a difference,

Everyone is changing the course of time,

Everyone is creating a new picture,

To frame,

Will it be a Picasso?

Or perhaps Escher is impossible?

I choose the impossible,

For I am not limited by doubt,

I am not distracted by argument,

For I am challenged by perspective,

And it is the different perspective,

That turns the abstract into 3 dimensions,

The impossible staircase becomes possible,

When we are climbing higher to reach the summit,

Of new possibilities.

Do you judge what is different?

Do you reject what is outside the box?

For the present is now,

The future is a past-tense,

For resistance is useless,

When a new ideas time has come,

One may walk away,

One may feel uneasy,

But this is a sign,

This is a signal,

For the discomfort is a new track,

The uncertainty is a new direction,

For the unknown is calling you to explore

new paths,

For we are on a road to nowhere,

Which is now here,

And whilst life may be comfortable

and predictable and controllable,

The world is in turmoil outside of these walls,

The people are crying for answers,

For there is no-one to lead,

Politics is the master deception,

It is the pleasant reception,

That never meets the people in the middle.

The university is a place of learning,

The ancient librarians became wise men,

For women were very wise in silent retreat,

For voices are only heard when raised,

And we are in a maize of our own making,

For walls of knowledge,

Have become barriers to the universal mind,

For the blind men are defining the elephant

As pink.

To feel knowledge is to know,

To know knowledge is to remember,

To re-member is to bring together,

To assimilate the balance of reasonable doubt,

Yet when we differentiate the intellect from wisdom we can define the problem,

And to solve the problem,

We must act,

For wisdom is knowledge applied.

The intellectuals must become wise again,

They must speak with one voice,

For they know the writing on the wall

Is not a public utility,

For the ivory tower will only know its power,

When truth is universal rights,

And to be right is not to be seen to be,

For truth is only right,

When we all win our right to be free,

To live in equality,

and this is the World Summit
where the climate will change.