Fragility

I will celebrate my fragility.http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/8/85/Pierre-Auguste_Renoir_-_Jardin_de_la_rue_Cortot.jpg/647px-Pierre-Auguste_Renoir_-_Jardin_de_la_rue_Cortot.jpg

Fragility is not vulnerability, that beautiful openness to possibility and risk which sets us free, or sensitivity, which is both easily hurt and intuitive. These qualities are a burden, as they demand my Understanding and my Action, which I have always demanded of myself, never satisfied. Fragility is not brokenness, being affected by past hurts. It is not just my state with my scars and my damage, but my natural unscarred way of being.

Fragility is me, freed, allowed to be, my flinching and softness permitted and not judged, because the judgment just hurts. It is not “masculine” or “feminine” because whether I am a man or a woman, whether I am authentic or deviant, is just more judgment.

Fragility is me categorised. It is a word rather than a sense or feeling, because I reach understanding through words, communicating with myself as well as others. It is not a box or a boundary, but a stepping-off point, a possibility, a permission. It is a word which fits without constraint. It is OK.

Hello. 

My name is Abigail, 

and I am fragile.

I reached this understanding in the HAI Room of Love. It is not Pupating, or being born again, but it is a new understanding, a step forward. It is liberating for me.

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The bus draws up as I kneel in my nightwear in my ritual space, and I do a thought experiment:

What if I were to get the bus into Swanston, dressed like this?

It would probably be OK. I might get a few looks, but perhaps not many. It is unlikely that anyone would approach and be horrible to me. It really is not all about me. Our self-consciousness and desire to fit in prevents us from doing that. Much of my resilience comes from the way society is- my fear does not fit reality, though it may be part of the matrix which makes that safety for most of us.

Making connections is a different matter- that comes from my attitude: I want a superb bearing, and approachability as I am a nice person.

These teenage speculations arise because I do not trust myself to know how to interact with other people well, and hope thinking about it with words may help me improve.

6 thoughts on “Fragility

    • Thank you.

      I was not sure whether to include the second part, and have not expressed it as well as I would like. I would not want to do something which would normally express a lack of self-respect, but something which is non-conforming. The non-conforming thing I think of is that self-destructive behaviour. Um. More work needed.

      And- I am proud of the first part, which shows moving towards self-acceptance in a way which has struck a chord for friends: one wrote “I do like this very much”, one shared this poem.

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