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  • Kathy's Conundrums

  • It is the season of Ghouls and Goblins.
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  •     It is the season of Ghouls and Goblins.
       It is the time when evil roams the earth.
        It is the time of Halloween, all Hallow’s Eve, the eve before All Hallows Day, a day set aside in the liturgical year to remember the dead including saints and martyrs and all the faithful departed.
        As a child I was taught that the dead could roam the earth on All Hallow’s Eve.  It was the one night
    that  evil could roam the earth at night and the next day, people would honor the saints, martyrs and faithful departed at mass.
        Halloween is a clear cut manifestation of good and evil.  I believe in both good and evil.  Evil personified. Real evil. Evil that walks freely among the living, infecting and affecting lives.
        I have to believe in evil.
        Why?
        Because I believe in good. Good personified. Real good. Good that walks freely among the living, infecting and affecting lives.
        I often wonder how each and every one of us is infected and affected by the good and evil that frets around us. What will tomorrow bring?
        Shakespeare wrote: “Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow, Creeps in this pretty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time; And all our yesterdays have lighted fools the way to dusty death.  Out, out brief candle!  Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage, and then is heard no more.  It is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.”
        When I look at tomorrow I must always remember that there is good and evil in life.  I believe that to have a successful life, one not filled with sound and fury signifying nothing, I must not allow the evil, the dark side, to dominate my life.  Instead, I need to focus on the good in life.  I need to focus on the smile of a grandchild, the chords of magical music that lift my spirit, the fragrance of the last rose of summer plucked from the garden, the beauty of the stars that illuminate the heavens at night and the sun that shines and brings warmth to the earth.
        These are the good.  These are the moments in my life when I break through the walking shadows and strut.
        I, unlike Shakespeare, do not think that life is like a stage, a single immobile dimension.  I believe that life is multifaceted much like the surface of a diamond.  Sometimes looking through the prisms of a diamond the reflection does not appear real.  Does that make the reflection unreal?
    Page 2 of 2 -     I believe that the reflection is real, only I see it in a different dimension.
        Life is fashioned of a multitude of dimensions, all filled with good and evil. Good and evil that intersect within the dimensions of life.  I prefer to look through the diamond prisms for the goodness in life: a visit with friends on the street corner after mass, listening to my grandson sing in the car, a midnight snowfall reflecting the new moon.
        I want to rejoice in the good in life

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