The Emmaus Journal

What is Wrong With Being Common?

This questioning title has tenaciously lingered in my mind for the past few months. Precociously tethered within a shallow stigma and pushed to the cliff of distasteful obsolescence; it seemingly mustered one final effort within my mind to be heard. It's voice almost now a muted whisper bends my mind into a straining listening poise. I begin to sense a long lived pain and deepening sorrow for a passing away of what once use to be. Introspectively my heart receives a string of words that seem more like a benediction, causing a response of unknown sadness.

Oh so common, left have you your days, 'twas that which seemed so common now has passed away. Left behind so strangely alone, no one to notice, no one to mourn.

In today's Reality our lives seem to be harbored in a momentous effort to be everything but common. Consider and ponder with me a moment. Common is not what one avidly seeks nor is taught as being generally accepted. Common is widely looked upon as a social disorder in banality. So many clich