Cutting ourselves some slack

Another beautiful day,

mild,

no nip,

no crisp,

just blue skies,

enough to make,

an optimist,

out of,

the hardest of cases.

I’m feeling good,

about myself,

I mean body image,

amazing,

what a haircut,

and,

a new shirt will do,

all of a sudden,

you look in the mirror,

and,

think,

‘who is that handsome, butch?’

All tongue and cheekedness,

aside,

little changes,

help shake you up,

as one of my friends would,

say,

‘baby steps’

and she’s right,

little changes,

add up to big changes,

in the long run.

I know, I know, you are shaking your collective heads and saying-‘Duh??!!’

But,

it’s not always,

easy,

to remember that.

‘Speaking for myself’,

I often have to control my,

Freddie Mercury-ish,

philosophical stance,

I want it all, I want it all, and I want it now’

Change is a long process,

and,

patience,

ain’t easy,

neither are work outs,

not eating crap,

and,

waiting.

I don’t mean,

sitting idly by,

I mean waiting,

for,

the seeds to sprout,

for,

the fruit to rippen,

for,

the waistline,

to re-emerge.

But, I figure if,

Bill Clinton,

can become a vegan!!!

I should be patient with,

myself,

my body,

my quest,

my futur,

Rome wasn’t built in a day,

and neither was,

my gut,

my doubts,

my fears,

so,

the futur is about patience,

as well as,

hard work,

optimism,

and self-esteem.

My rapidly graying hair,

doesn’t make me look old,

it makes me look,

a little wiser,

a little more,

faded,

worse for wear,

like your favourite,

pair of jeans,

but,

more and more,

dashing

<wink>

So,

let’s,

Take care of ourselves,

but,

cut ourselves,

some slack.

We are works,

in progress,

and sometimes,

the work goes smoothly,

and,

sometimes the ground,

is frozen.

So,

let’s be kinder,

to each other,

and,

to ourselves.

Love,

each other,

love,

ourselves,

and,

there is,

absolutely,

nothing wrong,

with an occasional,

heartfelt,

sing a long,

Kumba Ya,

anyone?

Tell me because,

you know,

I want to know,

What do you think?

Later girls,

BB

 

Author: Bookish Butch

I am a bookish butch in my mid early fifties. I live in Montréal and always have. I used to run a small used bookstore. Reading keeps me sane. My latest jiggie is photography, book project in the works, living the dream

4 thoughts on “Cutting ourselves some slack”

  1. Good attitude towards the future. I know I get impatient, but the seeds are in the ground waiting. I hope spring comes early this year.

  2. BB, have/are you embarking upon a new way of being…where eating is concerned? If so, WAY COOL! Good luck! You can do it! I would say to remember that ‘Everything is a process,’ ‘Baby Steps’, ‘Put one foot in front of the other’… But you already know
    all of that, so I will simply say ‘Carry on with your cool, bad, Self!”:-)

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