What's Up With Up?

Forgive me for rambling a bit today. Some days I confuse myself with the strangest things. Today, my quandary is about this thing called 'up'. 

Most of us want be up, to move it on up, hook up, get the heads up, catch up, make up, stand up, or even get riled up now and then.

I get all that.

I know 'up' is a relative physical position in relation to the center of the earth. But it's the hierarchical thing: where we are in relation to the status of others that gets me. Some people do place a lot of importance on where they stand on the steps of life.

An easy way of telling if you're hung up on the status thing is if you find yourself saying, "Haha, I'm (insert adjective), and YOU'RE NOT." The words "rich" and "buff" fit in here. "Constipated" may not.

Some are born high up in society and would fight tooth and nail to retain their status. Others appear never want to be there and unconsciously do things that make sure they will never be (I did not just clap the Queen on the back) – all of which makes those up in society very comfortable, I suppose. Some high up spend their time dismissing those that are down below and others devote their lives to lending a hand to help others up. 

But possibly it's the simple steps up that count most. Like when you get up because you say or do something and someone smiles in appreciation. And maybe there is no real up without others there to share it with.

Perhaps the secret to 'up' comes from when we were learning to climb stairs. How high we go depends on how far we are comfortable. Then we look for a hand to hold.

May you always find a hand.