Dangerous Compassions

full-time feeler

full-time feeler

Yes, I’m a full-time feeler.  It really does take everything.  All my energy and time.  

Sometimes I think disabled crazy people such as myself are the designated feelers of the world.  Drugged, ignored, dismissed unless our art becomes wildly popular.  The other people are too busy to feel.

I never got desensitized.  I can’t watch the news or a movie, which is my folly.  But I can write a poem, or blog every day for 14 years.  Telling my truth to people who don’t want to hear it.  Being myself is a full-time job.

quote I’m responding to

We waste so much energy trying to cover up who we are when beneath every attitude is the want to be loved, and beneath every anger is a wound to be healed and beneath every sadness is the fear that there will not be enough time.

When we hesitate in being direct, we unknowingly slip something on, some added layer of protection that keeps us from feeling the world, and often that thin covering is the beginning of a loneliness which, if not put down, diminishes our chances of joy.

It’s like wearing gloves every time we touch something, and then, forgetting we chose to put them on, we complain that nothing feels quite real. Our challenge each day is not to get dressed to face the world but to unglove ourselves so that the doorknob feels cold and the car handle feels wet and the kiss goodbye feels like the lips of another being, soft and unrepeatable.

Mark Nepo, The Book of Awakening: Having the Life You Want by Being Present to the Life You Have

By Laura-Marie

Good at listening to the noise until it makes sense.

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