Friday, August 14, 2009

Blazing Ahead Toward a New Image

As I continue to search for my "place" (i.e., my job, my address, my identity, my calling) in the Universe—to discover the new, improved me—I realize I first have to accept whoever it is that I am. And with acceptance will come a boldness that says I'm not ashamed of who I am and I make no apologies for it. Writer Rhiannon Gammill imagines a woman who embodies that spirit:

" ‘This is who I am, you don’t have to like me and you don’t have [to] approve of me, but I’ve been to this pony show before and this time I’m getting what I want. I’ve got one voice, two chins, and more style than should be allowed by law and I’m not apologizing for any of it’ and then, I don’t know, puts her cigarette out on her arm.” 

My great-great-grandmother on the Earp side (yeah, you read right—the outlaw outsized Earps of film fame) was a rodeo performer, so I tend to think somewhere in my DNA is exactly what I need to get through The Lull.

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