My Terrible Whatzit

Man oh man, it's been so long.

There's so much to say, I'll have to make it a couple of posts:
 koi watercolors.
picmonkey.
on creating and self efficacy.
the big blogger change.
and adventure.
terrible whatzits.

I'll start with the terrible whatzit.
A classic favorite of mine.
I found it in Jack's book stack and spoke right to my heart.
Listen:

 I think it might have been written just especially for me. and you.

I was trying to think about why I flip out before big stuff

(like teaching art to grown ups)
and struggle with depression

and all I can hear is:

"you're not enough"

"who you are and what you have to give is not enough"

and in my brain I know it's a lie from the pit.

We had some friends over to dinner for the
first time in years and years (my dream come true)
and we were talking about getting our whatzits into the light.
Exposed. For all the world to see.
When you put your whatzits in the light,
they lose their power over you.
and you become free.

And my wise husband shared what they say in recovery
(He is a counselor.)
You're only as sick as your secrets.
Think about it.
Deep.
I know.

I say this because I've been practicing being honest and getting my junk out into the light.
And you know what I am learning?
We all have it. Not one person doesn't.
And if they say they don't have it, they're lying.
I promise.
And I realize that I'm not alone.
And  relationships become safer and more real.
And it makes me brave.