09/09/2021
Who are you becoming?
We are different versions of ourselves every â¨single â¨day. Opportunities bud around us; things change; relationships ebb and flow. Even deeply rooted values, beliefs and priorities can shift and expand. So much of how we perceive our lives is based on our subjective experience, and with every sunrise and sunset, this experience refreshes, anew.
Think about what you might say to a younger version of yourself, if you could give the "you" living in that moment of time advice? Because you are older now, after all, and have learned a thing or two. You have watched enough maple leaves swirl green to yellow to brown, then re-join the earth cycle.
Could you cultivate compassion? Deliver wisdom? Approach yourself with levity? Recognize the cultural, societal, psychological context of how you were existing during that time?
Try writing a poem to your younger self using the imperative mood, that is, a form of request, such as "do" or "don't." See where it takes you. Reflect on what comes up. Talk about it with those close to you, or, a therapist. đ
Here's an excerpt from one of my favorite poems, "Girl" by Jamaica Kincaid. (And PS, this poem will make an appearance in tomorrow night's "Write for Wellness" virtual drop in group, starting at 6PM!)
âdonât squat down to play marblesâyou are not a boy, you know; donât pick peopleâs flowersâyou might catch something; donât throw stones at blackbirds, because it might not be a blackbird at all; this is how to make a bread pudding; this is how to make doukona; this is how to make pepper pot; this is how to make a good medicine for a cold;
this is how to catch a fish; this is how to throw back a fish you donât like, and that way something bad wonât fall on you; this is how to bully a man; this is how a man bullies you; this is how to love a man, and if this doesnât work there are other ways, and if they donât work donât feel too bad about giving up; this is how to spit up in the air if you feel like it, and this is how to move quick so that it doesnât fall on you; this is how you make ends meet; always squeeze bread to make sure itâs fresh;â