Sitting in a park avoiding
People
Sinking my feet in the grass
Even as I wiggle about
Wondering
Is it the people?
Or the reflections they bring
That I try and sort out
Mirrors
That I don’t wish to peer in right now
I’ll go back to the world in a minute
But just for a moment
The slanted dark eyes of ducks
Magpies strutting past
I can’t imagine
Nor mind
What these birds think of me
So why would I think I can preconceive
People?
*lately I’ve had a great deal of contact with people. I’ve talked to them, corresponded and all the while I’m stumbling across preconceptions of perceptions that I project onto them as to how they think of me
If someone doesn’t get back to me, I’m thinking they are not interested, that they think this or that or something else
Usually I am wrong and the other 10% of the time I wouldn’t have a clue other than the stories my mind likes to come up with
It’s a complete waste of time and energy – on a logical level I know this
Yet still the mind spins it’s stories and tales
I let it
Knowing as a writer I’ve got a great imagination and should employ it more productively
On things that are helpful
But sometimes I’m lazy and just let it spiral
I pay it no attention or not too much
Other than to wonder now and then at how often we can be prone to thinking rather poorly of ourselves.
Photo – Trip west earlier last week. Dusty dirt road. Mirror.
Love your picture and words! Wise and very relatable thoughts! ❤️
Yeah this makes me think Kate…could be the reflections they bring and also could be just our own mind telling stories. Not sure but I definitely just need time to myself sometimes👌❤️
Definitely – it’s not what other people think we have no way of knowing – it is what we project …I definitely need time to myself 😊