I have great admiration for people who are messy and who show it. Sometimes they seem embarrassed or filled with regret. “Oh god, I’m such a mess!”
The biggest impression I seem to leave on people is that I’m someone who has it all together. That I know exactly what I’m doing and where I’m going and that my life is neat and orderly and calm.
Nothing could be further from the truth. I’m so incredibly messy. I don’t know what I’m doing or where I’m going and my life is anything but neat and orderly and calm. I wish that I could just be a mess and own it!
2 thoughts on “Being Messy”
There’s some really beautiful, cool blogs out there that I visit quite often but I often walk away feeling like, wow…my life is messy…I’m messy… he/she has it so together…what the heck is wrong w/ me? What am I doing wrong? Don’t they ever get angry? But a part of me knows that anger…frustration… are real human emotions and it’s OK to feel that way sometimes… Messy is good sometimes…
I very much believe in synchronicity…and find it synchronous that for the past few days I’ve been thinking about what it means to be messy and then I wrote about being messy and then through a random series of clicks, found myself here at your site. I can so relate to the fear of owning the Mess. Here’s to you. ;o)
P.S. Beautiful, beautiful, Bee-yoo-tee-ful site design.