I am the one who …
protects the delicate inside emotions of your churning heart.
smiles for the people while performing when I would least like to.
distracts the crowds with tricks of conversation and the joke.
who jumps through hoops as the tiny dog holds it with his teeth.
that can make magic and the birds surprise even me, as they fly around me.
who wears the lapels with big flowers smelling big sweetness.
most featured during the long day of the work.
rich in color and clothed in black and white.
loathes to perform – the curtain call begins at sunrise.
What do you want from me? What do you have to give me?
To stop performing to extremes. To be yourself – ask, what this means? If you ask – I can give you the answers to being yourself. Performing is an exhausting emotion.
Dear Patricia,
Incredible, soulful works, your inner journey is so beautifully discoursed and illustrated. I wish I had an ounce of your understanding about all this. I am just beginning.
Best Regards to you,
Kathy