A woman stops me on the street to read me a poem.
A poem by Czeslaw Milosz.
I could chose any that I liked. I chose, “love.”
“Love means to look at yourself the way one looks at distant things.
For you are only one thing among many…”
His words streamed from her mouth.
Rich, thick-like agave.
They were weighted with wisdom and authority.
I complimented the poem and the woman responded, “You can see why he’s well respected.”
I blushed at my naivete.
Of course the poem is good.
But it spoke to me, pierced me at my gut.
I need more alone time than most people.
Certainly more than most extroverts.
While being around people is energizing for me-it’s equally necessary for me to feel grounded.
To not question who owns my time.
Each day must belong to me.
With that in mind I have decided that the month of July will be focused on just that.
I’m going to start saying ‘no.’
I’m going to say ‘no’ to a lot of things.
Even things that are tempting.
Anything that I don’t see a direct positive result from will be turned down.
I will also we writing myself a letter everyday reminding me of what I feel good about with my life and the things I’d like to change.
Hopefully this combination of creating time for myself and deep reflection will result in a more grounded/actualized Sarajane.