Today is Valentine’s Day,
Happy Valentine’s day,
to one and all.
I am a romantic,
an idealist,
a dreamer.
I don’t think that is,
what people always,
think of me,
because I am also,
a pragmatist,
I believe in,
fixing things,
talking them out,
not pretending,
all is well.
I also believe in prayer,
in the goodness of people,
in the grace of God.
I project,
or so I have been told,
confidence.
I am confident,
but, I have,
doubts,
I have questions,
and sometimes,
I don’t fit in.
I often feel alone.
I have friends,
I have family,
I have a girlfriend,
I have a church community.
I can only imagine how,
people who don’t ,
feel.
This morning I read a poem,
on Austin Kleon’s blog,
If you have never read his blog or his books, do, briliant, about the creative process, art and working on it, all the time
The poem is
‘Not Waving but Drowning’
Nobody heard him, the dead man, But still he lay moaning: I was much further out than you thought and not waving but drowning. Poor chap, he always loved larking and now he's dead It must have been too cold for him his heart gave way, They said. Oh, no, no, no, it was too cold always (Still the dead one lay moaning) I was much too far out all my life And not waving but drowning. Stevie Smith
it made me think,
of all the people,
out there, drowning,
they seem fine,
they smile and wave but, really are they?
That’s not me,
I share,
here, on face book, with friends,
with my pastors,
sometimes with whoever will listen.
It’s a tough season in my life,
but, I am not drowning.
Don’t let yourselves drown,
share, talk, write,
don’t go too deep,
in the choppy waters.
and remember nobody’s life is as perfect,
as their instagram, snapchat or facebook,
is showing.
Be well my friends,
Later girls,
BB
