I am happy to be home, I am really NOT happy with what I posted last night, but that is one more thing that goes to show me why I treasure my privacy, I cannot even count how many times I minimized the window just to write my whiny little post.....*huge huge sigh!*
My fingers are itching to hit the delete button, but I am also thinking maybe I need to digest the thoughts for a while, plus a fellow blogger keeps reminding me/us all to write for ourselves......and I did feel so much better when I was done with writing about my "mental shakedown" *grin*
Next.....can one steal words from oneself?
In moments of what I like to look back on and think of as amazingly wonderful mental clarity, I wrote something on Acushla's blog in reponse to a quote she posted.......I really love what I wrote, so much so that I cannot believe I wrote it! Now that is CRAZY!
But it is also something I want to remember to remind me of where I have been, where I am, and where I am going.
THE QUOTE FROM HUGH PRATHER
"Just when I think I have learned the way to live, life changes and I am left the same. The more things change the more I am the same. I am what I started with, and when it is all over I will be all that is left of me."
~ Hugh Prather ~
I have deep within me a feeling of who I was born to be...who I was before the big bad wolf came to visit...
And she will always be there...every new lesson in my life changes me...but she takes those lessons and adds them to that beautiful tapestry of who I am, of who I will become, the threads are every color, some dark/dangerous, some soft and light, some so bright my eyes want to look away, but some of those threads are metallic gold and silver, threads that tie me together, that glimmer in the moonlight of my soul, to remind me to hold onto my original inner me, because she is me.
~me~
3 comments:
SD...I hope you don't delete the post, it was one of the most wonderful I have read. Through it I feel I have come to know you even better, and that to me is a very good thing. Perhaps that's selfish of me though.
What you posted in my comments was glorious, simply glorious and worthy of a being put in a post, as you did here. Actually I think so much comes from comments, sometimes the post is just the surface and the added interaction of comments brings it to life in a special way.
There are times, after I publish and read my post as others will, I think I've gone and torn off a scab and it hurts and I feel raw. And I really do think about deleting it. So far I've resisted. I hope you keep resisting too hon. Sincerely.
Acushla..thank you...many times I have deleted, or taken a post off the blog, or I have in the past, but as I said it was noticed when I did, and sometimes that is a good thing.
It has taken me a long time to really "put myself out there", to allow my inner demons to be seen/read by more than just one person, and it helps to be understood, or at least accepted for who I am.
Comments; I was actually thinking that when I reread what I wrote... would my response have been the same without Steve's being there first? When we have the time to read the comments other's leave before we leave our own, that does sometimes make us think in a different way. I was also thinking the comments often become a part of the post, the comments and our replies to them, extensions of ourselves, and our fellow bloggers. We do get to know each other better, and that too, is a good thing :)
Getting to know each other better, indeed. Oh, I always love comments. They definitely make me think... not only when I hear people give me "answers"... but also, when I hear people's questions too. :)
That's very nice of you 'sweetie' to say that about my comment... but the plain truth is that the beauty of your reply came from that tapestry that you talk about, that is inside of you. And you have every right to be proud of it. :)
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