To my family and friends, I thought differently.
But since I’ve loved my flaws less harshly, like pointing jeweled fingers;
since I’ve fallen and let myself savor who I was just then, rasping throat from less than gentle sounds, beautifully broken down, a phoenix who was afraid and not afraid to die;
since I’ve been in the same room with myself, my smells, my dying cells, my mistakes and since I’ve loved these things – since then I have loved you.
I thought I was before but this is differently better.
I am loving you when you turn away and miss your opportunity to praise. I feel myself soften and think how you are mine.
I am loving you when you miss your self-care and come late and forget.
I thought differently before.
I thought I loved you more the other times, but this is.
It is better to see that you will never be who I expected and that you just missed the turn and won’t.
It is better since I have thought more of me.
And although this sounds off; a discordant honk in the culture score around us,
Although this is awkward showing my ankles exposed while I walk amongst tall-poppies, I even love that
and it is not to say I gloat,
just that I won’t run to hide behind my accomplishments
and won’t hide you behind yours. I love you more because there is more. This is differently better and I love you.
Self-Care Tip #278 – Be a tall poppy.
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This is profoundly beautiful, thanks Doc.
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cindy.
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your name says all i need to. hugs
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One flaw or character defect I have come to appreciate is stubbornness. You just have to employ it to fortify the positive directions you wish to follow.
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i appreciate your turn toward specifics. thank u carl. this is a bigger dimension to what was posted. keep on.
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Lovely writing. Be a tall poppy, an extension of the shining sun!
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thx suzi
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This is absolutely beautiful, Sana – so poetic and so strong. I love it as the poem it is as much as I love it for the message it gives. This one goes in my Bible to be read each night as a reminder, not only of who I am but who my family is, and what we can become through love and understanding. Thank you for making my day. Thank you for you and what you do.
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thx nance. i lk imagining entering into worship w u.
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Wow. Awesome. I am marinating in your words.
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The u sweet. But all I can think of is u in a bowel of olive oil, salt n lemon
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I relly don’t care to be a tall poppy. I like being a daisy.
I don’t know how to do a link here but if you go to
patriciawonders.wordpress
and look at April 18,2010 you will better understand what I am saying.
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That was a sweet blog-post indeed. Yes. I definitely can see why u lk daisies! 😉
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We must love others as they are, not as we want them to be or how they may someday be. What a sweet poem, Sana. Blessings to you…
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Thank u dear carol. Bless u too!
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Beautiful writing. But it is more important to me to know why you chose a ‘tall poppy’. Why you excluded all the other flowers over poppies; what made so special? Marie.
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Marie, sorry it’s taken me so long to respond… I’ve been mulling over this n want u to know in a couple days I’m going to post on it cuz it’s a good q! Hugs
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This is beautiful and takes up a home in the heart. Still working on collecting my thoughts about the workshop, too. I am deep into some Transcendentalist philosophy again right now, and it is amazing how many connections there are to all that we have been discussing. A blog post is kicking up dust in my mind about the workshop—when the words sort themselves out, I want to do a synthesis post like I did last week to give you some feedback. The take-away value from your workshops was HIGH…
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thx friend. can’t wait to hear u.
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This is quite lovely. It is certainly good to love others and ourselves just for who we are.
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Thank you dear duck. I really bask in praise! Smile
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Gosh, this is stunning, and it speaks straight to the core. Thank you, Doc.
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thank u dear kate and you are welcome.
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