A Place Where No One Knows My Name.

I was lamenting the other day to myself that I wanted to go away, live somewhere else, where nobody knew me. Start afresh. I realize it is a mind tactic for all of the responsibilities that have been piled onto me recently. I also see it as something I learned from my mother, she always ran away when things got tough for her. She moved my brother and I around quite a lot in our younger years, trying to out run mistakes? decisions?. Don’t know. Then I started laughing, because, well, here on WordPress, no one does know my name. Oh, there have been a few likes here and there on my some posts, but for the most part, I am incognito. And actually, that is fine. I never wanted to be in the spotlight, someone’s guru, running after this and that. Yes, the ego loves it when someone else responds in a positive way to what I do, but that is no longer why I do it. Whatever “it” is. I used to write a lot of poems, especially when I was younger, when life was not so busy for me, I miss that. The Universe is continually giving me opportunities to slow down, and sometimes I slow for the yellow light, and most times I go through it. Soon it will be a red light, and we all know what happens when we run a red light, never something good. Well, at least in my opinion, but there are those who need to run a red light to get the message, whatever message they are supposed to get. It seems to me lately while driving there are a lot of people fixing to receive that message with the way they drive. At least that is my point of view. This line made me chuckle. I was listening to a podcast one day, and I don’t remember the person’s name who was being interviewed but what she said hit a chord, and I have it written on my desk for a reminder.

“It is neither good nor bad, nor false or true, it is just an interesting point of view.”

Blessings.

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