When we are judged as stupid
It is because we are feared,
hated or reviled and thereby
found to be threatening.
Perhaps for our ebullience (yes, and)
I think probably for our
ability to be happy and carefree (too).
Most definitely for out
our innocent joy
our creative boldness.
What seems like such a beautiful thing
can be tarnished by the very one’s
who purport to love us.
So don’t fear the label
Embrace it, as any judgement
As a rite of passage;
We know, we have touched someone
deeper than they themselves can go
for that reason
for the haters
The mud slinger’s
and the name callers
The labellers and
The righteous Judges
for they are far
30th March 2016
This poem was sparked by the question “But I feel so good; so why do I think I’m stupid?”
Upon analysis, feeling good always brings with it, this judgement of being stupid. But who gave it me? That was the deeper more intriguing question.
I still feel stupid, but I won’t take it so personally.
I stand, and stand
Still as rock
Have I stood so long.
I stare, and stare
I quiver, I quiver
I stand my ground
This time round.
I am reading ‘Think And Grow Rich’ by Napoleon Hill as part of my Financial Education.
Reading the first story of a little girl standing up to an adult man made me think that the lesson may be in Standing One’s Ground. Believing in one’s endeavour until results are seen is a vital lesson in endurance and perseverance.
For me personally, the belief in my work as an artist must be sustained through lean times, when no perceivable progress is being made. I must trust my course of action and face down the Doubt Devil, eye ball to eye ball.
In this way alone can I hope to achieve long term results.
I can choose
How to live
One choice at a time
The possibilities are
As endless as my Imagination.
I perish in a lose lose
With my own mind
Seeing me in limited terms
AKA the training of the world.
Expand beyond this limit
Smack down the walls
Which are largely invisible
Don’t need to bruise your knuckles
But you may have to sidestep yourself
Or even to escape over barbed wire
To your freedom
That was always your destiny.
Live life in battle with yourself
And forget the others
But remember them in your kind thoughts
That is the only remedy for entropy.
Be your own politic
Be your own leader
Be your own immigrant
And let yourself into
Your own life
Now and forever
Seek joy first
And love like a river.
Through dreamy landscapes
And the sky
My spirit revels
In new found freedom
The barbed wire gone
No longer am I snagged
Upon the electric strands
That held me
For so long.
…that you were better than me
…that you had it easier than me
…that you worked harder than me
…that you had something I did not
…that we were worlds apart
I looked inside
and found my best
was good enough
that I too had it easier
than those before me
that I too worked hard
that I too had something special
that we stood beside each other
Cultivate Strength, one hour at a time.
Cultivate Bravery, to meet my own weaknesses.
Cultivate Determination to overcome my limitations.
Cultivate Fitness I wish, that I may lift you up.
Cultivate Perspective that this is my journey; destination unknown.
No-one else is on it with me unless I share it.
I hit a bit of a crisis today. Things went pear shaped for a minute, but I remembered that I could choose how things went by my response. I remembered that I have a choice, always. I can respond negatively or creatively.
I chose to allow myself my full gamut of feeling, as insane as it was for a minute, then throttle back and consider what was being said to me. Consider how I could change my perspective and see things in a more hopeful way.
I ended up giving myself the pep talk I was looking for externally. The thing is that it’s never as good from someone else. Our own reassurance or ‘inner sense’ is definitely tailor made for us if we can muster the space to talk intelligently to ourselves.
I also realized that I don’t need to tolerate my acting the fool, inside and out if it’s not productive. I can tell that stupid voice to shut up if I think it is being unreasonable. In short, I can control my own mind, then no-one else need do it for me.