17 October 2008

Hobo in a Chrysalis- Sunday Scribblings



HOBO IN A CHRYSALIS

my style – hmmmm!!! --- i gaze at all the mixed up and mottled interpretations this prompt calls up in my mind – all the sundry things that betray one’s personal signature on life – interesting, the insights i get applying the word on a personal level – more interesting still since i am in my own private and delicate chrysalis, morphing and working on reinventing myself right this very now ---

how easily i can see some of the changes being wrought, how covertly and surreptitiously others are finding their way into the ME

my approach to life has more often than not been a state of being pretty much shut down and oblivious of the moment as it happens – unlikely to think of looking at the night sky as i go to my car, for example – now in a huge effort to be more mindful and appreciative i found myself mesmerized by the harvest moon two nights ago and truly conscious of the experience – i would be curious to know how much of my life i’ve missed muddling my way through it so haphazardly --- the downside to being more open and vulnerable as i live is the damned ubiquitous hyper vigilance that is always at the highest level – screaming red alert!!! – at even the most innocuous junctures ---

my behavior, my way of being has gone happily along hand in hand with being disconnected – insensitive, unfeeling, unaware of others to a degree --- i’ve always been able to recognize another’s pain, been a dynamite caretaker for them, but part of my numbness kept things from resonating with me --- and the complexity attached to this newly heightened sensitivity that has developed in me is that for about the past year and a half i’m weeping if i see a leaf fall – or so it seems, sometimes ---

my fashion is unpredictable, related to nothing in particular except my mood by times --- i have a flair for fashion and a good eye for color, but i only show this awesome fashion sense outwardly when the spirit moves me --- i can assemble an outfit for an “occasion” and step out looking downright chic, the very essence of panache - like fresh out of the pages of a styling rag – or i may be found in a more laissez-faire mood dressed in the holey and smeared pants i use to paint in and an oversized and worn out sweatshirt – the street urchin “look” --- overall, on a day to day basis, i lean toward an au courant casual appearance, sometimes a little preppy, other times in a yoga mode ---
there is no easy way to identify the label for my style stamp – the hobo in my soul by it’s very nature keeps moving along - evolving, changing, rearranging and reinventing me – always for the better, i like to think --- all as personalized as i will have it, and as individual as each of us is ---

7 comments:

Devil Mood said...

That's quite a transformation you've got going on. :)
Good for you that you are more appreciative and sensitive.

anno said...

I like the idea of personal style being in constant evolution, and I like the story of your own transformation. A thoughtful response to this week's prompt.

Tammy said...

(((Danni)) I've missed you on SS! What a wonderful post on transformation and mood changing style. I hope you have been pampering YOU! HUG

alister said...

A world-size welcome back to you, danni! Hugs and fussing over you aside, I got such a kick out of this hobo business. I identified with the oblivion—I’m sure I’ve been so caught up in my thoughts I’ve missed a million opportunities—and the disconnection, for me a defense I suppose. And now the harvest moon and the leaf! So sweet, so tough to deal with, part of the weirdness of life I guess... Glad you're hanging with it :-)
missalister

paisley said...

sometimes i think a measure of detachment is a gift.. we needent really concern ourselves,, unless we are really concerned...

Medhini said...

Liked your flexible attitude to style!

Gamol Gabere said...

Wow! we are so much alike it's frightning and we even have the same occupation. I loved the post.