Choose One of Five

It has been a tumultuous couple of months, personally and professionally. Personally, there have been some issues I won’t get into. Professionally, I chose to end what had been a previously cherished relationship, one that had not worked for me for a long time. Maybe one day I’ll talk about it, but not today (and probably not anytime soon). 

I suppose the reason I’m writing this is that lately I have been searching for a different approach to life. I was told recently by a valued teacher that something I’d been doing to get by just isn’t working anymore. It was a mask I slipped on, that I have been using since I was a teenager trying to find my voice. That mask has disintegrated and now I’m left figuring out how to go about it all. What is beneath the mask, and do I care for anyone to see it?

Literature, my normal outlet isn’t helping. I read widely, but I’m not finding what I’m looking for in books these days. I don’t know why. Books have always been my sanctuary against the world. 

This morning, I realized what I want is for people to speak words of truth to me. It’s why lately I’ve been seeking out the most powerful speeches (fiction and non-fiction), letter readings, essays, that I can find. And today, I’ve spent this entire morning listening to and thinking about Andrew Scott’s reading of Edith Sampson’s commencement address to North Central College in 1965

It’s brilliant, and so moving. I hope you find as much inspiration in it as I have. If you do, let me know.