Dear Life, Standing outside in the beauty of early evening with friends, I shared the ego-smashing process that goes on in my head when attending a Poetry Workshop, or for that matter, any time I need to share in a public forum. My doubts rush in about “is this good enough, are these words the best, am I as good, better or worse than others, blah, blah, blah”. We laughed with identification. When I am honest and shine a light on the truth, the fear, doubts and cares are seen then dissolve. What remains is my Spirit having a loving human experience. Life.
Yours Truly, Pamela Rose