Granted…my subversive activities are now limited to
illegally watering my front yard and writing here. Neither are risking more
than a finger-wagging scolding so maybe subversive may be a bit of a stronger
word. But in past years, I was pretty
good at it. In fact, there were times that I made it my mission to do
specifically what they told me I could not do.
It was pretty much a red cape-bull situation. In full disclosure…it did not always work. But when a good part of your life is spent on
the road doing the art festival circuit and being herded like cattle and
organized into 10’ by 10’ squares marked on the street, learning how to
covertly “workaround” was necessary for survival.
Writing here has been exposure, I often hold back not
wanting to be a whiner, or a baby, or all of the other negative things. I was terribly ashamed of those feelings. Not understanding has always presented itself as shame in my
life.
"Shame on You" Indigo Girls
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