I’m really not very wise, but for some reason there are people who think I am and I wish they wouldn’t. It puts pressure on you not to show your imperfections. How do you remain authentic if you hide your imperfections?
Wise or not, I am at least aware of the fact that I’ve been very introspective on this blog lately. I dislike that; I consider it one of my imperfections that I wear my heart, mind and personality on my sleeve, but I have to do it if I’m to be authentic. I like authentic.
And there’s a lot going on in my little world lately, both externally and internally. Among other things, the total eclipse of the sun which happened last weekend has left a legacy in its wake: bands of black cloud keep sweeping in from the west, darkening the day and leaving me groping for a light. And all without any reasonable justification whatsoever. That’s how wise I’m not.