` Acceptance `
` Acceptance `
I was a distinct memory that I had, it was the day of a family outing, it was a brother that said to me as we sat under that old back yard tree...
It was his hateful demeanor that stated ` You remind me of a girl `
I knew exactly what his implications were, it was as he meant it - an ugly rudeness to a weaker brother....
That day, instead of cowering to his ugliness, I chose my response carefully, replying “Which one?” - snappily he said, `All of them `....
At that moment, I decided to say something that I wanted to believe, something I felt but, didn’t quite understand at that stage in my tender life, I said, ` Thanks very much. That’s a beautiful compliment `....
Speechless in his bewilderment, not knowing what to say, I felt maybe I’d be ok, because all of my friends were girls, and they were so very incredible. The idea of being told that I reminded my brother of all the girls in the world - Well, I thought, that was just pretty damn terrific....
- Thoughts -
This poetry feels like it has a liberating air to it. Engaging in the spirit of freedom, invitation to answers to questions about one's own self-awareness of acceptance.
Writing this piece I couldn't help but think as a young boy how did I learn to think so matured; thinking that isn’t it great to have the courage of acceptance?
-sjbeaux
PC - Mum
I was a distinct memory that I had, it was the day of a family outing, it was a brother that said to me as we sat under that old back yard tree...
It was his hateful demeanor that stated ` You remind me of a girl `
I knew exactly what his implications were, it was as he meant it - an ugly rudeness to a weaker brother....
That day, instead of cowering to his ugliness, I chose my response carefully, replying “Which one?” - snappily he said, `All of them `....
At that moment, I decided to say something that I wanted to believe, something I felt but, didn’t quite understand at that stage in my tender life, I said, ` Thanks very much. That’s a beautiful compliment `....
Speechless in his bewilderment, not knowing what to say, I felt maybe I’d be ok, because all of my friends were girls, and they were so very incredible. The idea of being told that I reminded my brother of all the girls in the world - Well, I thought, that was just pretty damn terrific....
- Thoughts -
This poetry feels like it has a liberating air to it. Engaging in the spirit of freedom, invitation to answers to questions about one's own self-awareness of acceptance.
Writing this piece I couldn't help but think as a young boy how did I learn to think so matured; thinking that isn’t it great to have the courage of acceptance?
-sjbeaux
PC - Mum
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