One of the Diggs I enjoyed today was (see list below from my Digg feed), the Importance of Being Yourself. This hit home for me yesterday in a wonderful workshop I attended at an art retreat here in Encinitas.
The theme was body acceptance, a teacher of West African Dance facilitated. We danced to the drums, did sculpture in clay and wrote and shared poems about our experience, all in am amazing setting on a hillside going down into a canyon, with beautiful plantings, art, a labyrinth, studio, and whimsical things to look at everywhere.
So you can try to look good doing things, be concerned more with form, with the delusion of perfection, with the abstract, with memories that hold you hostage, with stories someone told you about who you are and how things should be, or you can choose to dive in, let go, get wet, in the the juicy, unpredictable, sometimes messy experience called being alive.
Who we are is unique, and yet nothing human is unique. None of our secrets or skeletons are as unusual as we imagine they are.
Our pain is always evident to others, no matter how well we think we have it locked down and packed away. It leaks out, inevitably, through our tightly clenched jaws, our impassive expressions, the discordance in our words and expression.
So why not let it out? However works for you, talk, dance, cry, paint, scream to the heavens...find a good someone to hold you if you can...just don't leave it in there to damage your organs, corrode the walls of your blood vessels, twist your bowels, strain your relationships, dilute your life force.
So we can spend our life Seeming, or choose Being, albeit with responsibility and balance, and let the chips fall where they may.
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