Blog 641 – 05.23.2017
We Must Believe

It seems there is always someone telling us what we must believe and I suppose that sometimes I sound no different. But, trust me that what I am hoping to help others believe, and we do have a choice whom and what we believe, does not come solely from and old black book and does not promise eternal heaven if you believe it or eternal hell If you don’t. Let me finish the quote I began with the title of this piece. It comes from the song Days In The Sun from the Disney musical, Beauty And The Beast.

“We must believe as lovers do that days in the sun will come shining through.”

Now you can choose to believe in gloom and doom, that the world is going to hell in and hand basket, that the situation is going from bad to worse, if you choose to, but I am with the lovers and believe that the sun will come shining through. I am not just a happy ending guy, but a happy beginning, and a happy middle guy too. And yes, I do understand that like another B & B songs says:

“We have to know some bad times or our lives are incomplete.”

But even those bad times, I believe, are a gift from a loving and caring Universe to help us be more loving and caring. I met a wonderful couple over the weekend who after raising their first group of children had two beautiful daughters later in life. Both those marvelous girls were born deaf and now have implants so they can hear. Two happier and more full of life children I have never met. Their mom and dad shared with me that it has been a challenge but then raising any child is. But oh how if we let them, children can open us up and really teach us how to love and care not just for them and for ourselves better but for everyone.

We must believe something, even choosing to say or act like we believe in nothing is a belief. All I am sayings is as the Beatles of my youth sang, “Give Peace a chance” and while we are at it, give Love, and give Understanding – and well give Joy a chance too. That is what we were made for – true Joy. If I were planning to be buried, and I am not for I want my body to be cremated and my ashes scattered in the wild woods. But if there were a stone memorial I would want something simple carved on it like:

                      David James White

November 22, 1950 – November 22, 2065

                         It has been a joy.

Stone or no I want no mourning or sadness at my passing but for all my friends to remember what a party it was knowing me and that whatever else I believed, I believe that there is a party all the time for them that choose to believe it.

Your friend and fellow traveler,

David White