Breaking Loose

As children we start off spontaneous, idealistic, hopeful, young, believing in ourselves and thinking that we will live forever. Then we go to school and meet other children, other parents, teachers, principals, - and the introduction into the world as we know it. I had always thought education and true learning was to teach people to rid themselves of prejudice, liberate themselves from dogma, propel them to take leaps of faith, experiments with life, - to push the envelope in every way, to never accept the status quo.

But it makes everyone else feel better when you turn out just like them, make the same choices, the same compromises, - the same inability to risk, lose, become faithless, and stop really loving other people, humanity as a whole excluding your family and those that you care about in your daily life.

Why do we make these compromises, out of fear or love? Why do we diminish ourselves? Why are we so afraid of our full capacities? To think, feel, really look at ourselves without fear or favour?

Why is the human race only one tenth of what it can be, most of the time?

Because sometimes, it takes only an instant to remember what we can be like; from the small things to the large things; the human capacity to dream, to leap, to fall, for 'the heart to break loose on the wind'.