a new life

i feel reborn
on a multitude of levels

i keep looking at people i love, and i think

‘you don’t know me, you don’t know me. i’m sorry.’

withholding who you are is an injustice to those around you but most of all, stunting any piece of your personal authenticity is an injustice to you. you are a gift. you are strange and weird and perplexing. you are a piece of the universe translated into flesh and bone. you belong to the stars, to the earth, to the structures and habitats we call ‘home’.

i’ll impart these words to you today, because they’re brilliant and describe, exactly, how i am currently feeling and thinking and being.

“Responsibility to yourself means refusing to let others do your thinking, talking, and naming for you…it means that you do not treat your body as a commodity with which to purchase superficial intimacy or economic security; for our bodies to be treated as objects, our minds are in mortal danger. It means insisting that those to whom you give your friendship and love are able to respect your mind. It means being able to say, with Charlotte Bronte’s Jane Eyre: “I have an inward treasure born with me, which can keep me alive if all the extraneous delights should be withheld or offered only at a price I cannot afford to give.

Responsibility to yourself means that you don’t fall for shallow and easy solutions—predigested books and ideas…marrying early as an escape from real decisions, getting pregnant as an evasion of already existing problems. It means that you refuse to sell your talents and aspirations short…and this, in turn, means resisting the forces in society which say that women should be nice, play safe, have low professional expectations, drown in love and forget about work, live through others, and stay in the places assigned to us. It means that we insist on a life of meaningful work, insist that work be as meaningful as love and friendship in our lives. It means, therefore, the courage to be “different”…The difference between a life lived actively, and a life of passive drifting and dispersal of energies, is an immense difference. Once we begin to feel committed to our lives, responsible to ourselves, we can never again be satisfied with the old, passive way.”

― Adrienne Rich

much love,


This entry was published on December 5, 2012 at 12:44 pm. It’s filed under creative conversation, emotions and stuff, happy heart, happy life, head trips, life and living, life lately, life lessons, photography, poetry, rambles and writing, story time, thoughts and musings, words, writing and tagged . Bookmark the permalink. Follow any comments here with the RSS feed for this post.

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