when i grow up i want to be me!
Love After Love The time will come when, with elation you will greet yourself arriving at your own door, in your own mirror and each will smile at the other's welcomeAnd say, sit here. Eat.You will love again the stranger who was yourself.
Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart to itself; to the stranger who has loved you all your life, whom you ignored for another, who knows you by heart.
Take down the love letters from the bookshelf, the photographs, the desperate notes.
Peel your own image from the mirror.Sit. Feast on your life.
i found this beautiful poem on the lovely heidi's blog so firstly...thankyou!
why is it that the majority of people spend half their lives wishing they were someone else? What is it about society that has made everyone so incredibly discontent? if you have straight hair you want curly hair if your tall you want to be short, if your good at science you want to be a famous singer! why can we not all be happy with who we are? soar with our strengths - not someone elses. i watch so many young people struggle to find out who they really are and then fight against what they find. who is it thats told us we all have to look like a movie star, have the talent of a rock star and the intelligence of a nobel prize winner? do they not realise these goals are impossible? these false images have led to a generation of people who are all striving to be something theyre not, and when they fail to reach this ridiculous ideal society bemoans the state of this generation...do they not stop to think, why?
a young girl lying in a hospital bed because she thaught her life wasnt worth living, a boy in a police cell because he tried to fit in with the "cool" kids, a generation of children seeing things that would shake the most experienced of adults. and why? why is that as adults and role models we insist on reinforcing these ridiculous ideals? why are we not telling our daughters that they are beautiful and our sons that they are loved? why are we encouraging our 16 year old girls to 'enhance' themselves with a surgeons knife? why cant we encourage each other to chase the dreams in our hearts, to throw ourselves wholeheartedly into our passions and to trust what our hearts are telling us. why cant we just be happy being ourselves?
i think its time to look in the mirror again - look for what is really there. not a distorted image but the truth. start to see that who you are is valid and beautiful and worthwhile, start to love who you are. who is that person looking back at you out of the mirror? what are their dreams and fears, what are their loves and passions? who are they? i cant wait for the day when we can look in the mirror and know and love the person staring back at us.










