Wednesday, March 12, 2025

Morning Meandering - March 12

I'm sitting here after a lovely stretching session, waiting for my brain to fire up and WRITE. Something profound or meaningful or funny or...

I mean, I want to write. I've just got nothing to say.

...

So. I just read a draft of something I started a while ago; there was no conclusion yet, but the idea underneath it was true. Thought provoking and definitely "post" worthy.

But it was also...vulnerable.

The other day a friend thanked me for being vulnerable, after I "confessed" some of my idiosyncrasies? issues? habits? freak outs? when I travel. I was actually saying it as a warning; "Beware the Lila with suitcase in hand."

But she was right. It takes a lot to say, "Hey, this is how I am. Get ready for it."

And why? Why do people have to come out, or fly our freak flag, or "be ourselves" like it's a great challenge and something to be rewarded. I mean, it is, obviously (or I wouldn't be angsting over it) but why? (Oops, back to the "Why?!!") 

Is it a label thing? A "man" names thing thing? Because when we label and name and identify we can safely put it in a slot, with additional labels such as "nice" or "No thank you!", and move on about our day? And yeah, I love categories as much as the next bookseller or color-coded obsessed admin, but does it really count for people? 

All right, now I have to go think about that. (And notice how I nicely skipped away from the vulnerable thing? Yeah...)

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