I am a wanderer. I would say that I am a seeker, but sometimes I have no idea what I might be seeking, so I will stick with wanderer. This blog is more a public journal than anything. I don't claim to have life figured out. I simply stumble from mystery to mystery, and share my reflections along the way. Sometimes I feel burdened, and trudge. Sometimes? Well sometimes grace breaks through, and its time to dance.
Saturday, October 18, 2014
From the Inside Out
it is funny
or not so funny
the things that shape us
and make us who we are
yesterday I spent more time that is desirable in several
airports
and I watch all the various souls
surrounded me
of note were the manly men
I don’t know how to explain it exactly
But tI am talking about the guys who, for the most
are
are big
thick of muscle
but more than that
are men with a presence
surrounded by men just like them they are
confident
assertive
powerful
and that is where I come in
or don’t
I have never been the big, muscled
Testosterone laden guy
a late bloomer I didn’t have to shave until graduate
school
muscles never really arrived
my face has soft edges and at my best I looked
like Robbie Douglas
of “My Three Sons”, or one of the Walton boys
and from the inside out
I feel unsure, self-conscious
Tentative
I have no idea how I look from the outside in
But from the inside out? I will never be one of them
I am not totally comfortable in my own skin
I wonder how many of us there are
Who do not meet the expectations we have set in
our heads
As to who we are, what we are, how we are…..
So I will say to myself, what I tell so many of my
clients to say to themselves
Stop it Stephen!
Just Stop it
You are a bearer of the sacred
Believe it
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