Freedom is a frame of mind held in chains by our own fears.
Freedom is a frame of mind held in chains by our own fears.
I was walking down the street,
With nary a thought in mind.
When I spied an Albatross,
Flashing his behind.
He raised his head and looked at me,
Perhaps he’s asking who?
So I will do my very best,
And try to think this through.
He seemed to be considering,
What I do not know.
So I approached him warily,
My curiosity in tow.
He turned around and cocked his eye,
He’s giving me a look.
As if to say: he’s thinking,
And I am on the hook!
He took a step and shook his head,
It seems he’s changed his mind,
Then he takes a running leap,
And I am left behind.
With gentle grace he soars above,
High among the clouds,
I am left so far below,
Just one amongst the crowds.
Now I think back fondly,
Of the gift that was bestowed.
Of a gentle creature,
Who for a moment slowed.
Real is so much better than pseudo.
Time will not heal all your wounds but it will make them easier to live with.
Who am I? At this exact moment I’m a writer sitting in front of my computer trying to coax words out of my brain to be formed into some semblance of intelligent thought. How am I doing so far? In a little while I’m going to be ensconced on my balcony with my ear buds in, totally immersed in an audiobook. In the same manner in which I used to lose myself in the pages of a paperback I now am able to lose myself in the voice of an actor performing an intriguing story. Then I will be a reader.
When I was working, I had a persona that I would put on every morning. Professional, calm and focused. I had a job to do. And for the most part I did it very well. I don’t want to brag and say I was perfect because, well, you know, that is so not me. Perfection is something to aspire to, not brag about.
I consider myself an accomplished and confident woman. I wasn’t always. And I still have those moments when I’m not. As a child I was terrified of everything. I had no self-confidence, I thought I was ugly and stupid. Maybe all children go through that phase. And how sad it is. But I was none of those things, I just didn’t know it. I didn’t know who I was or who I could be but over the many years I learned. I read about people I admired, I read about situations that I might one day be in and how to handle them. I would go to parties with pertinent topics to speak about intelligently because I had done the research, just in case somebody asked. I made me who I am today.
But I didn’t do it alone. Family and friends helped to mould me, to support me. Teachers and schoolmates, strangers on the street helped make me who I am today. Every interaction I’ve ever had with someone has left a mark as I have left a mark on them. Hopefully a positive one. But everything we do has consequences. If you smile at a stranger then perhaps they will smile at another stranger and the domino effect is born. Heady stuff I know but we are all interconnected. And that makes us all brothers and sisters.
Some days I am brilliant but some days I’m also that small child that was terrified of the air. And at my core? I still believe in who I am, right now.
A smile is like a badge of honour. Sometimes it is hard fought for.
Some people seem so smart until you realize they are the only ones who think so.
The best exercising you can do, is when you don’t know you are.
Never before did I have the time,
To notice the beauty in front of me.
There’s a tang in the air that I never smelled before,
I think there is much I have missed.
I notice the air and the sunsets that fall,
I notice the rain on the window.
I see a smile on the face of a stranger,
I noticed the scowls as well.
The skin of my lover is fresher than dew,
It feels like satin or silk.
I hear sweet songs in the voice of the birds,
And the heady aroma of life.
But I spent my time in dogged pursuit,
Of that life that I seem to have missed.
So now is the time to do all that I can,
To live in the here and now.
The world is in focus with a brightness this day,
Why did I not see it before?
Now I will live each day as my last,
Knowing that soon it will be.
Beauty resides in the most unlikely of places and it doesn’t know it’s beautiful!
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