inside voices
December 18, 2014 § 8 Comments
I have a tendency to wear my heart on my sleeve, tucked casually beneath a coat of false armor. I guard my weaknesses with practiced disregard and posture an aloofness that undermines the tightly clenched fists that ball around worries or sadness. Joy and contentedness sneak up on me in happy moments of distracted vulnerability, tempting me into a tenderness that later invites fear and doubts.
I am learning to let the mask slip, to invite witnesses to the messy thoughts that trek through my experiences leaving muddy footprints across the story of my days. Gathering friends nearer to the voice that speaks more confidently, here, between the lines of silence.
scribblechic 
Beautiful…….š
Thank you!
I chuckled quietly to myself, thinking, “Clearly Marie is a duck too.” (What you just described is where “duck” in my space’s title comes from.)
Love this! Tell me more…
LOL–take a look at the “about” page in my space š
Maurice, I’m adding the link for your about page so that others can appreciate the reference: https://duckstarfish23.wordpress.com/about/
Thanks for that. While we’re on the topic I’ll suggest that not only are you a duck but you are, in all likelihood also a starfish. That gentle, persistent guiding force seems to me to be one of the things that makes you what you are. Of course I’ll leave it to you to decide whether I’m right š
After rereading your about page, I wouldn’t mind being a starfish. Maurice, I have to say, I loved going back to one of my earliest reads of yours and seeing your introduction more completely for the layers of other work that have filled the knowing.