Journeys in the attic
I am enlightened, empowered and in awe of the power of women. All women; the ones who condemn and the ones who encourage. The town women who gave me a sense of belonging when I was wondering where I belonged. The women in power whom I have allowed to make me feel less than I am. The time to regain self becomes more urgent as the year passes.
The most difficult phase of life is not when no one understands you; it is when you don't understand yourself. We become who we think we are suppose to become and in that becoming we realize we have almost lost the vital parts of who we are.
As I fight to regain my balance and return to the core of self I have been making a conscious effort to identify the pieces of Kay. I am going into the attic of my life and opening the trunks that have been stacked in the corners. I open up the first of these and inside I find an old brown pottery teapot. I'd forgotten it in the adventure of Starbucks and the exotic world of coffee. I'd forgotten the peace hidden in tea. I had forgotten the joy in sitting quietly with my hands wrapped around a mug of tea watching the world from my living room. Sharing a cup with a friend and the stories that made us smile. The time to breathe and the space to be. The ability to mono-task.
The most difficult phase of life is not when no one understands you; it is when you don't understand yourself. We become who we think we are suppose to become and in that becoming we realize we have almost lost the vital parts of who we are.
As I fight to regain my balance and return to the core of self I have been making a conscious effort to identify the pieces of Kay. I am going into the attic of my life and opening the trunks that have been stacked in the corners. I open up the first of these and inside I find an old brown pottery teapot. I'd forgotten it in the adventure of Starbucks and the exotic world of coffee. I'd forgotten the peace hidden in tea. I had forgotten the joy in sitting quietly with my hands wrapped around a mug of tea watching the world from my living room. Sharing a cup with a friend and the stories that made us smile. The time to breathe and the space to be. The ability to mono-task.
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