Make Him Nameless
Hello StoryLifers,
I had a short story ready to go for you today but I just can’t hit send. I can’t bring myself to put out a story about something so benign as a dream I had about an old love. Across the globe, people much like ourselves, are being brutally attacked by an aggressive dictator bent on killing the right for people to choose a leader and live freely.
He could have taken the high road and led his country into the new millennia with grace. There are choices on planet earth we all must make daily. He had many. And he chose this.
He could have championed peace and given power to the people who would have loved him for it. He could have gone down in history as a benevolent leader ushering in a peaceful era. Instead much of the world is choking down something like hate for his reckless, greedy choices. Men and women are dying so he can feel falsely empowered. Force is not true power. It’s force.
I refuse to utter his name today. I want to make him nameless. I want to send so much love into the ethers that the missiles mechanically fail, the tanks won’t roll, the guns won’t fire and he is bewildered by a force greater than his own.
I’m a Pisces Sun, a peacelover, carrying a go-with-the-flow kind of heart. But sometimes you have to call a devil a devil. Sometimes peace means getting angry. Does he know how ridiculous he looks? How unhinged this choice he made really is? Maybe 50 years ago this would have been more in context. Is he that afraid of how fast the rest of the world is evolving? Is he a scared man trying to prove his manhood, only putting young soldiers in the line of fire.
I don’t know if karma exists. I choose to believe it does. I cannot imagine the dark shadow he has placed on his own soul with this choice. My watery heart and teary eyes must believe there will be a reckoning for dark souls like this - in this life or the next.
Is it possible to live on a planet with a north pole and a south pole while attaining a balance point of peace? Can humanity find equilibrium within differences? What will it take to understand that violence is not sustainable? Only love is.
I refuse to utter his name today. I want to make him nameless. I want to send so much love into the ethers that the missiles mechanically fail, the tanks won’t roll, the guns won’t fire and he is bewildered by a force greater than his own.
The north pole of my soul wants to hate him for his darkness. But I will not. I will pity him instead. To be so cold and empty inside is beyond my comprehension. I wouldn’t wish that coldness on anyone or anything, not even him.
Instead, I choose to see the bravery in the Ukranian people, who days ago were just going about their lives, trusting in a universal agreement that they have the right to exist on this planet. I fill my head with images of peace, and strong feelings of love for those strangers I have never met, those humans who are just like me.
I will think in blues and golds of that sovereign flag today, hugging the Ukrainian soldiers and people in my mind. I will close my eyes and ask the leaders of the world to have a steady hand and heart, to not play this war game.
If you have made it this far in this letter, I ask you to close your eyes for a moment. Right now. Stop reading after this sentence and close your eyes, locate your heart, feel it beating, feel the warmth of life radiating from deep within you and in your mind’s eye, imagine that warmth looks like soft sunlight radiating out into the world, wrapping the earth in gentleness, funneling pure love essence to the people of Ukraine.
And know that I love each and every one of you. I would speak your name loudly to the world with a smile on my face and joy in my heart. I would sit you at my table and feed you homegrown food with local organic wine from grapes grown in the soil of a cherished earth. I only ask one thing of you.
Refuse to utter his name today. Make him nameless. Send so much love into the ethers that the missiles mechanically fail, the tanks won’t roll, the guns won’t fire and he is bewildered by a force greater than his own.
LOVE.
With love,
Michelle
Beautifully said ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️👏
So well done. Words of peace always hit the hardest