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, June 15, 2019
You can rise
“You may encounter many defeats, but you must not be
defeated. In fact, it may be necessary to encounter the defeats, so you can
know who you are, what you can rise from, how you can still come out of it.”
Maya Angelou
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These days it doesn’t take much to push me to brink of
defeat
A parishioner responding badly to what felt like an
innocent post
A bad review from a person rating your workshop
Another day of lies from politicians
Another walk with my monkey brain saying
“you suck”
I remember a time when I felt I was effective
Witty
Smart
Articulate
Handsome
Powerful
Persuasive
Helpful
Even sexy
But now?
If feels as if I live on the edge of incompetence
As if I am not longer
Witty
Smart articulate
Handsome
Powerful
Persuasive
Helpful
Or sexy
I just feel space
I have roles I probably should hand over to others
I remember a couple years ago when my board
Confirmed my worst fears
“You suck” they said
“You are gone”
And so I was
Replaced by people with more energy
More smarts
More charisma
More attention to detail
And now, too many days I am saying that to myself
Time to wrap it up
Call it a day
Or a life (not that is not a suicidal statement)
It is hard to let go
Of the illusion of competence
But I suspect that if I just accepted
And de-fused
It would be better for the world
And perhaps
Even better
For me
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