Thank you for the comments on my last post. The word 'family' is ripe for connotation, I'm not using the word to convey psychological identification and warm feelings for others. My noticing of families has more to do with family of man concept. We are all connected and we need others for all levels of survival. Whether I buy in to it or not, if I am showing up in a group with regularity and sharing space, I belong to that family even though I may feel separate from others. Feelings are beside the point which brings me up to what I was thinking about after I signed off last night.
I can give up the idea of being unique. My favorite knitting blogger (Yarnagogo) just posted her novel writing strategies, she is working on her sixth. When I started reading her, the blog was the extent of her writing. I have delusions that I could write books. And paint capably. They are just ideas that I have about myself, things that make me stand out from others and flatter my ego. They are erroneous ideas that I have about myself. If Icould be those things, I would be working on them. But I'm not, that's not the path that I've been given.
So, what's good about today is that I'm not a failed anything, I'm who I am.
The Gift of Desperation...
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