On Overcoming Apathy

by Belinda Munoz on October 25, 2011

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What if this time, this very hour that feels
as ordinary as any other
I’ve ever wasted, spent or killed,
is the most important time
of my one life, of this one world?

What if rooted in its routine —
its false facade of numbing comfort and safety
— is the invitation to a
most fulfilling existence imaginable?

Do I exult in this moment,
jump, run, engage, extend, embrace and
let trust and truth
trump the fear of falling,
the risk of being mistaken,
the chance that all effort is for naught?

Or do I sit on the sidelines,
letting the fiery sizzle of my being fizzle
into a tepid temperature while
others join together,
re-draw the face of hope and revel
in the unfolding moment of metamorphosis?

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1 Anisi from Santa Fe October 25, 2011 at 7:58 am

Came acorss your blog for the first time today and this is exactly what I needed! Thank you for the motivation to get out and DO!

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2 ayala October 25, 2011 at 9:33 am

Do I exult in this moment,
jump, run, engage, extend, embrace and
let trust and truth
trump the fear of falling,
the risk of being mistaken,
the chance that all effort is for naught?

I love this, Belinda. Much to think about today and every day!

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3 brian miller October 25, 2011 at 10:43 am

revel in the moment as if it were your last…if it was how would you answer yourself?

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4 leslie October 25, 2011 at 10:45 am

Sometimes living in the moment is the greatest gift we can give ourselves. “Take no thought for tomorrow, for each day has enough trouble of its own.”

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5 Daydreamertoo October 25, 2011 at 10:47 am

I agree with Brian, being in my late 50’s now I see how time really does fly when you reach a certain age. They years come and go, seemingly in a flash. Yes, my advice to you is to live each moment of every single day and don’t just exist, really LIVE it. Enjoy it as if that day may be your last.
Lovely piece of work.

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6 Pat Hatt October 25, 2011 at 4:25 pm

So true, even though sometimes one can get bogged down or constrained, should always try to live each day the best we can, never no tomorrow the aliens could come kill us all..haha

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7 Claudia October 25, 2011 at 9:34 pm

yes – would always choose to..
..exult in this moment,
jump, run, engage, extend, embrace and
let trust and truth
trump the fear of falling,
the risk of being mistaken..it is so worth taking the risk..

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8 Gay October 27, 2011 at 1:15 pm

I agree if you’re not living, you’re dying. Every little bit you have a chance to make something happen..working around the fact that one has to take care of responsibilities, feed oneself, and one’s family, make enough money to provide shelter and safety, and fulfill parental and filial and other familial needs. When that’s done you can make every other moment count more…or you can make yourself enjoy those. But not every moment is capable of being “controlled”. Good luck.

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9 Rudri Bhatt Patel @ Being Rudri October 27, 2011 at 10:07 pm

“What if this time, this very hour that feels
as ordinary as any other
I’ve ever wasted, spent or killed,
is the most important time
of my one life, of this one world?”

One of my favorite verses by you. I often wonder if I’ve already missed an opportunity because I am focused on the wrong thing. And is there ever way of truly knowing what opportunities you’ve missed? This poem raised some interesting questions for me. Thanks Belinda.

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10 Sara October 31, 2011 at 1:02 pm

I agree with so many of the people who’ve already commented about the beauty of your words and the message they release inside us.

I think it’s very important to open our eyes to the moments surrounding us and observe the gifts they offer. Sometimes when I STOP and look outside, I’m amazed at what my eyes see; something I would have missed if I hadn’t stopped and looked at the moment. I know this isn’t fully what you mean, but this is what hits home for me today.

Your poetry is so powerful, Belinda. It amazes me with how you can use words to deliver such important messages. Then again, one of my favorite lines in this poem was: “letting the fiery sizzle of my being fizzle.” It may carry the weight of the message, but it sure is fun to read:~) Thank for this poem today.

p.s. I also want to thank you for your kind words about the loss my dog. They were very appreciated:~)

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