Tuesday, December 12, 2006
Wherever you are . . .
. . . it's the starting point for someplace else. Or is it? I write this blog called "i don't know how to be me," something that I feel to literally be true. I have this idea--a hope--that many posts from now this could turn out to have been the narrative of how I learned to be me. Last night, as I wondered whether this is the story that would take shape in my life it struck me that I am at my most me when I feel the most intensely that I don't know how to be me. It is only the narrative I can think of, not whether there will be any result, such as arriving anywhere.
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