Happy International Women’s Day! My father, charming and wonderful on the outside, did evil things. My mother, pushed right up against the wall by the damage he did, somehow got her hands on a typewriter like this one. 235 more words
Thank you Brad, from Writing to Freedom, for such a wonderful article, Wired to Connect, and for inspiring others to act with kindness. (The reblogged link is directly below my thoughts here) Here are my (Inkberry's) thoughts on Wired to Connect: I have a big family, but I often felt alone growing up, different. I had friends in school, but I still in my deepest heart felt alone and misunderstood. I am also an introvert (INFJ) and have battled depression, reaching to the very bottom of myself. There are times when a simple kindness has brought me from the brink. When I could not reach out myself and someone was kind to me. Kindness is such a simple thing, yet so under-practiced. Like all introverts, I too have to recharge my batteries in solitude-though it doesn't mean we are anti-social. The difference between extroverts and introverts is essentially one thing-that E's recharge from socialization, where we (I's) recharge in isolation. Some of us require more alone time than others. For me, its a lot. Though, connection with the right group, small and intimate, is something I need too, for perspective and community. And belonging. Most of all love. We all need each other, we all need compassion, kindness and support. This blog has been my Godsend too, because I can connect in a deep way, through my poetry and reading the words of others-and simply talking and encouraging each other. I like knowing that something I write, could help someone else-being kind here, could mean the difference for someone one day-like it did for me. We are all wired to need social connections in different ways and different quantities. No scientist or study or even a Sage can provide the ultimate answer though, for me. I think only I can determine what that is, for myself. All of the experiences of my life have brought me to where I am, and I have grown and learned from them, with the help I needed (or lacked), as it was meant to be. Sometimes lessons are hard-and they are meant to be solved, alone. If you cannot be still and follow the compass of your own heart, you will never find your way. We cannot use the compasses of others, they are merely signposts sometimes to the right direction, so this line must be walked with mindfulness. We are all on the path-some walk on that path alone more often, some with companions, some with legions. Some of us choose, to walk on the path alone and share our lives with one person, bringing them in for a time and walking on theirs-and have a very small circle of family, who understand our need...for silence and reflection. I don't have it all figured out. Far from it, but I know now, that for me, I no longer let others tell me what I need and what I don't. I walk though a wooded rough road, never trekked and try to listen to my own voice, drowning out all others, visiting the world when I am calm and full of peace, so I can remain myself, but when I am out, I try to remember that even if someone is hurtful, they still need kindness. You never know why a wing is broken, but we all need mending-no matter what we've done or who we are. There is a quote, that I have on my personal email, which I wrote when going through my divorce-to remind me to listen to my inner voice-and never let anyone tell me I was unworthy or tell me who I was, ever again. That I was not defined by others and that I defined myself, without labels, without prejudice. That I did not require other people to understand or accept me. That I was the only one, the most important person in my own life - to accept myself. "Following your own path, regardless of the noise around you - that, is worth everything." Don't ever let anyone tell you who you are. Or what you are. Or what you need. Thank them and smile and put your face into the sun and be grateful that your eyes are open. That your heart is full. That you can look into the mirror and embrace who you were, who you are and who you will become. You will still have bad days, and mediocre days, and amazing days, but they are yours. They make you better, if you let them. You are not broken. You are magnificent. All of you. You are MORE than you will ever know. Blessings, Holly Emberhawk Inkberry's Quill Copyright. Holly Emberhawk of Inkberry's Quill: Lost Ink of a Bardic Amazon Reproduction, copying, saving, pasting, publishing, verbal repetition, usage of, or the transmission of my work of any kind in any format is prohibited. My consent is required for ANY use of my work and full credit must be given in the manner stipulated by me. You know the drill-these writings were created by and belong to me and are strictly for your reading enjoyment. All works are the property of Holly Emberhawk (AKA "Inkberry" Emberhawk), of Inkberry's Quill or inkberrysquill on inkberrysquill.com. Reblogging (only) is acceptable as it gives credit to my authorship and directs people back to my site, although it is entirely my right to block reblogging if I choose.