Talent

Thursday, September 24th, 2020

“When the voice and the vision on the inside is more profound, and more clear and loud than all opinions on the outside, you’ve begun to master your life.” ~ Dr. John

I don’t mean to brag, but I can sneeze, blow my nose and bruise my eye area at the same time. 

All by myself. 

I promise.

It’s just something I can do. Was I born talented? Above average? Not sure. I’d like to think that I’m becoming more and more creative and evolving into this incredible and clever person. Then I walk out out of the restroom and my pants are unzipped. Again.

And I’m out carrying on conversations with sincerity, saying hello to passersby, stopping to look in a window – but not for too long because sometimes my reflection doesn’t allow me to see the person who’s inside looking directly at me while I’m making faces and checking my hair or crooked smile then I sense movement and a face appears removing mine – from inside – then I pretend I knew they were there the whole time. Also the whole time, my pants are half sealed. But I’m usually not noticing the situation until much later, as in, when I go to the restroom the next time. Nothing to grab. A big gape. A deep breath. Ah, man. This one thing I do…

I first developed this habit a couple of years ago. At first, the first time, I think, I thought probably nothing of it. The second time probably made me laugh. The third time and since – I don’t know – I guess I’m trying to understand. I feel like maybe there’s a subconscious purpose for this. I want to say it’s a time saving technique. One less thing to do when I’m finished and one less thing to do when I gotta go again.

Or I just hate zippers.

Either way, this too, shall pass?

Talented? Sure, by my definition – in some areas of my life. But, more importantly – authentic, kind and evolving. Becoming more in tune with what matters to me and being open to unlimited possibilities. Thinking new thoughts. Trying different things. Letting go of what no longer fits. Disregarding how it looks, going on how it feels.

May all your wonderful and unique talents flourish today and then some – and beyond. Share it all. Momma Stay.

P.S. I just looked down. Pants are good to go. It’s going to be a great day.