In which we ask, how do you show up?
I watched the utube of Mandy when she sang in front of Simon Cowell and she won the Golden Buzzer. Of course I cried. I have kleenex beside me. The questions you ask are profound and deep. Lately I have confronted myself with this story which occurred when I was in 8th grade. I just now am beginning to understand how much it impacted me. I was in a Creative Writing Class. For our final Grade we had to do a Project. So I wrote a book and illustrated it with origami paper in collage work. When I turned it in the teacher gave me an A Plus. She wanted it published. But my mother told me it was nonesense. I was too shy to call the woman who wanted it published. Then...the teacher took my book and said she wanted to use it for future classes as a reference on how to get an A plus. I was too shy by her authority to say anything. But I was devastated. I worked so hard on that book. And now years later I am angry at that teacher for stealing my book and being selfish. I realize it did something deep inside me to stifle my creativity. My mother was always stifling me but that is another story. I realize after watching Mandy I have allowed ( yes me) others to take things and gifts from me that do not belong to them and even though I am so much older...I have to be so much wiser about myself as I go down the carpet into the gloaming years. And now, I have so much to catch up on with your songs Jena and myself. This was beautiful. Thank you Jena.