I have always tended to shy away from taking myself seriously, which is why I’ve never felt comfortable being placed on a pedestal or among the company of the self-important. I know myself too well. And, no, this isn’t “imposter syndrome 1.” I’ve actually got some good gifts to share and am willing to do so. I’m also proud of what I’ve accomplished in my life. But I know who I am and recognize my many flaws. I understand, while I am a “public figure” and a part of many teams, I am not indispensable to these communities. It is, rather, the communities which are indispensable to me.

It’s only as I work within community that I come to recognize my strengths and weaknesses. It’s within community that I’m stretched as a person. And without community I’d never be able to be a blessing to anyone. Community is, for my soul, both mirror and sandbox. It reveals who I am, and offers opportunities to explore and play and grow. I am an introvert, and I require retreat to function, but without bonds of friendship and love I’m sure I’d be miserable. Without the communities among whom I live, I’d be a shell of a human-being.

  1. But I do find the fact that people might look to me for counsel rather hysterical. I’m making this all up as I go along. 


  1. Peg Horton says:

    I think you need to start writing another fiction, novel. ☺️ Sent from my iPad


  2. You aren’t the only one who often gets such feelings. Hugs!

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