Thursday, 18 October 2012

You're not the Boss of me!

Petulance?

Don't mind if I do!

I am all the colours of the rebellious flag. If there is a hint of finger wagging, gentle encouragement, suggestions on the wrong day...LAWD help you and the rage you have instilled in my harbouring soul. 


Also, I realize I need gold sparkly stilettos.

Further to my tangent - I would love to be a drag queen, outlandish outfits, 7 inch lucite heels, constant fake eyelashes...Swoon! I love it all and campiness vibrates in my soul like a siren song. Many things vibrate in my soul like a siren song. Destined to be dashed on the rocks of life? C'est possible.  

I am exceptionally rebellious when being told what to do, there's a change in plans, someone knows 'better' than me and a myriad of options. Instead of remaining calm realizing that the other person's words/acts/thoughts have nothing to do with me I get VERKLEMPT! Who do YOU think you are? I'm not Wrong! (Especially if I'm wrong) 


I feel my new lesson in life is letting go - the universe has been trying a long ass time to teach me this lesson. So now I am trying. Is this person trying to help me? What does getting upset about 'that' really mean about me/my truth? What actually happened? Does it make a positive difference to the situation to get upset or would taking a step back and thinking for a moment prevent me from getting mired in circular thoughts?


I recently had a lesson in letting go - I had attached important emotional weight to an object given to me by a departed friend. When I found out it had been stolen, there were tears. It took me some time (and a shout out to my best friend who told me at the right time knowing I am not good with out of left field change. MER!) but I finally said that object is not my friend, it doesn't represent him and I have not lost him by losing this item. And like the Ancient Mariner, once I let go, that Albatross fell off. I was very impressed with myself and committed to reminding me of this situation and how good it felt to let go. And then the item came back. For one second I was overjoyed - thanks for the reward universe! and then I was like, well - I worked so hard to get through an old pattern of behaviour for nothing? Never fucking satisfied this girl. 


a haiku:


Let myself be free

making the paper chains bind
Fold back the bullshit

However, letting go - I am ready to embrace it. 


Being vulnerable?...let's put a pin in that lesson for down the road...


Let go


xo 




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