Dance Naked

There will come a time when everybody
Who is lonely will be free...
To sing & dance & love

There will come a time when every evil
That we know will be an evil...
That we can rise above

Who cares if you're so poor you can't afford
To buy a pair of mod a go-go stretch-elastic pants...
There will come a time when you can even
Take your clothes off when you dance
~Frank Zappa

I love these lyrics. I used them in a wedding ceremony I performed. My message was not to take marriage so seriously. But, I think the real message is about freedom. Freedom from the restrictions that society places on us. Wait, I guess it is not society that places the restrictions but us. We place restrictions on our behavior and feelings based upon wanting society to approve of us. In fact, we go on 'clothing' ourselves with a model of what we think people want to see in us. Well what happens when the clothes no longer fit? What happens when the style is no longer in? When we discover that society has moved on to the next best design and left us behind. Is it then that loneliness permeates? Is it then that we view the world and society as uncaring and thoughts of doubt about who we are begin to creep in. Is it societies fault when we fall? Hmmm, today I came to work in a beautiful pair of black slacks and a light pink cashmere sweater. As I walked into the door I imaged that I was naked. My heart chakra open, my smile welcoming each person I greet to take a look at my nakedness. Tomorrow, I think I will wear my comfort clothes, a baggy pair of khakis and a t-shirt. My wardrobe is as varied as my moods, but my nakedness is always the same. As I walk past a co-worker I feel judging eyes upon my behind. I guess I had better hit the gym tonight; I think I will try Jazzercise.

My Introduction

For the past two months I have had the intention of starting this blog. I guess it is apparent that I am a procrastinator. I am also a writer. I wish I could say that I see the world through rose colored glasses but that is not the case. In fact, I see the world in many shades. And, being an empath, each shade takes me on an emotional journey. That is why I write. Writing is a way for me to express the world that I see and feel. As a child I spent many hours placing my thoughts into notebooks, in journals, the back of books and scraps of torn paper. As an adult I spend many hours placing my thoughts into a file on my computer, in journals and still, on torn pieces of paper. My thoughts are scattered in bits and pieces all around me. Perhaps this blog will give me a place to collect my observations as well as open a door and invite others to read my random thoughts; with the hope that I may somehow reach others who think, feel, and see the world the same way I do at the moment. So, welcome to my blog. Please stop by often. Oh, but don't expect me to be consistent, remember that procrastination thing. I'll work on that.