‘Puzzle Piece’
A broken plate this morning, sigh…
Some observations:
‘Calm/Broken’
Faded grandeur on Auckland’s Dominion Road.
Faux castle battlements above the proud name,’Cheapside’.
Peeling grey paint.
A bit down at the heel maybe.
Probably not the future imagined at the laying of its foundations.
But still standing,useful and with purpose after the best part of a century.
Some of us are like this battling building, battered but not broken(alliteration alert!).
And still dreaming of being castles…
“How many cares one loses ,when one decides not to be something ,but someone.”
– Coco Chanel
This quote has almost been my mantra in the past year or so.
The creeping realisation came that I was defining myself by my various jobs,roles and external expectations , not by my core,essence and natural intuition. And I was losing myself in the process.
The labels that the world uses to pigeonhole us should not stick to us through everything , or anything all really, but they do .
Be warned ,you might just have to break a jar or two to lose those labels, and just be someone – you.
Glass broken, cares lost….
Ebb Then Flood 