Not Forgotten

Copyrighted by Lorna Tedder. Originally published in Third Degree Ebb and Flow.

There have been times in recent years when I’ve focused on breaking logjams. Lots of times. Both mine, and for other people who asked my help. Where I put my focus gets a lot of juice, sort of like a pressure washer blasting away in a concentrated area.

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Just because it’s difficult does not mean I’ll give up easily…or at all.

I’ve  had  people  who  didn’t  agree  with  my  efforts. They knew only the surface of much deeper, hidden is- sues. They thought things were one particular way based on what they knew.

I’ve been questioned. I’ve been chastised. I was told more than once that I was trying to force something into existence  that   didn’t  exist.  That  it  was  something  I wanted and not something that ever was. I’ve had my intelligence questioned, my ethics, my  spirituality—all  for believing something so strongly even when there was no physical  evidence  to  support  me.  I’ve  had  my  feelings hurt, badly, for following what I felt.

“It’s not there,” I was told. “I don’t see it being real.” But here’s the thing: they were wrong about it not being in existence. Nothing had to be forced because it was

there from the beginning, just not in a form that was recognized at the time. Things were very different from what was obvious.

My efforts were never to create what didn’t exist but to free it.

Sometimes it takes a long while to blast loose a log- jam. When it’s free, it’s all the sweeter.

So let’s keep those chins up, shall we? I’m still here, still blasting away. I don’t abandon ship easily. I’m persistent, and steadfast.