Tender

Tender

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

My future self

My future self comes to visit.

Breathless. Exhilarated. I feel such vast appreciation in the midst of all this glory. This is my own house, my home, my very own space. I am young, and strong, and impressive. I revel in it.

The mirror reflects my face and I see a woman that I love as a daughter, but more. My young, beautiful, lost-but-waking-up little self. I see into my eyes as I let no one else see. I feel how I’m holding myself in such strict control that I twitch, and I’m uncomfortable from all the hunching of shoulders, tensing of muscles. Poor girl, so strict with myself.

From top of mind she melts and melds with me. I feel her shimmering, massaging my mind and muscles. With her essence I become my mentor, guide, coach. I am infused with her appreciation for all that I am, her motherly love that is me as mother, not my mother internalized. I view myself from her vantage point, then my own. I am a stereogram.

She nudges my thinking, questions me gently and with compassion, injects pride into my self-inflicted shame when I finally own up to yet another way I’m still fooling myself.

She’ll flash in to talk me through a difficult moment. There have been times I have decided wilfully to ignore her, but she thinks that’s kind of cute and I’m doubly ashamed.

She shows me that I love this time in my life so intensely that I will always mourn it. Her ache of loss behind my lungs catches breath and heightens awareness of my life’s incredibleness.

My future self often stands behind me now, when I face my critics. I can handle anything, because, she whispers, I already have. She chants quietly, for just me to hear: I am strong, I am powerful, I am progressing.

Eventually, like dusk to night, she dissipates and fades in my consciousness.

But increasingly, I trust myself to find her again, to call her instead of waiting for her to appear. She’s with me more and more. One day, maybe we will merge. Until then, I look forward to her visits.

3 comments:

  1. Those visits must be so comforting! I hear what u are saying...it's awesome to be able to view yourself this way....progressing, growing...just awesome!

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  2. Thank you. Accidentally found this when scrolling. I have sent it to both my daughters. We do have the strength within ourselves. The more we use it, the stronger it becomes.
    ps I am grateful for my twitter friends

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  3. "I can handle anything, because, she whispers, I already have." Simply lovely. I keep wishing for such a visitor. Thanks for letting me visit with yours...

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