I don’t worry so
much about my differences anymore. I’m NOT sure exactly when this shift
happened, but I enJOY it pretty much daily Now.
I’ve NOT always
grasped this finer point of BEing. NOT by a long shot.
In fact I’ve pretty
much always kept my focus on differences and making any similarities disappear.
NOT that I prefer
this, just that I’ve done it. Like NOT wanting to seem the same as
fill-in-the-name of whomever. Or wanting to NOT remind someone of someone else
and preferring to stand out on my own merits.
But recent years
have seemed to mellow and change me from that vigilante. I know I AM different
and I know I AM similar and I know the line BEtween them is sometimes blurred
or simply unseen.
BEing different
is also NOT something I use as a badge of honour. I am just BEing Me. I’ve
learned to embrace that and at times thoroughly enJOY the odd and curious
things that BEing Me allows.
Sometimes, and
perhaps this is due to the enormous amount of time spent in my own company, I
wonder where I have been all my Life. I wonder why I didn’t DO this or that or
the other thing BEfore Now.
Yet my worrying
about that is pretty silly, too.
I love you, Currie
1 comment:
Finding who you truly are can take a lifetime. :) I love the eyeballs on this pelican!!
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