Writing is alchemy. Writing that poem, moving out of that
cramped and cerebral space of bitterness into the capacious heart,
I am no longer a victim, an enemy, an injured party.
I am what I am: a writer.
Writing is medicine. It is appropriate antidote to injury.
It is an appropriate companion for any difficult change.
Writing about the change, we can help it along, lean into it, cooperate.
Writing allows us to rewrite our lives.
Thanks Julia Cameron.
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I believe this to be true.
Thursday, June 24, 2010
Thursday, June 10, 2010
What I brought versus what was required.
What was I thinking?
I brought:
Empathy.
Ingenuity.
Strong work ethic.
Authenticity.
Emotional labour.
Integrity.
Reliability.
Thoughtfulness.
Calm, assertive leadership.
Critical thinking.
They required:
Absolute servitude.
Passivity.
Chaos.
Defensivenness.
Victimhood.
Conflict.
Silence.
Pettiness.
Willingness to gossip.
No focus on adding value, building relationships or conflict resolution.
Do as I say--not as I do mindset. Yikes!
It is what it is. My perception. As I see it.
I brought:
Empathy.
Ingenuity.
Strong work ethic.
Authenticity.
Emotional labour.
Integrity.
Reliability.
Thoughtfulness.
Calm, assertive leadership.
Critical thinking.
They required:
Absolute servitude.
Passivity.
Chaos.
Defensivenness.
Victimhood.
Conflict.
Silence.
Pettiness.
Willingness to gossip.
No focus on adding value, building relationships or conflict resolution.
Do as I say--not as I do mindset. Yikes!
It is what it is. My perception. As I see it.
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
Guest Spot on the Catherine Show
Looks like the guest spot on the Catherine Show was brief.
Originally written in to provide relief, the role quickly became clear.
It was the catch all, the scapegoat, the once in a life-time shot.
A band aid solution. The dissent present long before my arrival would no doubt continue surely, long after my exit. Expect the unexpected, I always say.
The ass kisser still kisses ass.
The punisher still punishes.
No wrongs were righted.
The song remains the same.
I did make a difference.
However brief.
The truth does set you free.
I am no longer being bull dozed by the bully.
Abuse of power, is what it is. I am removed from the script at long last.
Actually the stint was a gift. It's all good.
Best to just let go, gracefully.
Everything does indeed, happen for a reason.
As one door closes, surely another opens.
On to the next gig!
Originally written in to provide relief, the role quickly became clear.
It was the catch all, the scapegoat, the once in a life-time shot.
A band aid solution. The dissent present long before my arrival would no doubt continue surely, long after my exit. Expect the unexpected, I always say.
The ass kisser still kisses ass.
The punisher still punishes.
No wrongs were righted.
The song remains the same.
I did make a difference.
However brief.
The truth does set you free.
I am no longer being bull dozed by the bully.
Abuse of power, is what it is. I am removed from the script at long last.
Actually the stint was a gift. It's all good.
Best to just let go, gracefully.
Everything does indeed, happen for a reason.
As one door closes, surely another opens.
On to the next gig!
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