I’ve always been slight of frame, long of limb. Long legs, long arms, long fingers that people compliment. Long feet my brothers won’t let me forget.This afternoon I noticed I have long toes. It makes total sense. It fits proportionately.
I don’t know what to do with this new information. How could I have lived this long and not seen this before? I really don’t like this feeling of not knowing things. What other things about me have I not noticed?
I’m sure at some point I found myself fascinating. Where did the spark go? Does this mean I’m boring? Did I waste the best years of my life?
I need to sit myself down to have a serious conversation about my relationship with me.
—me strauss Letting me be
34 comments:
Oh yes, the toes tells us whats they knows!
Sparks. I thought that's what we're doing here, more or less. Seeing ourselves in the mirror of all of us, reflected in the little sparks that happen when least expected.
I'm glad you like my new subheader.
(I've been meaning to tell you...)
hugs,G
Hi G-
Sparks and Sparkles now there's a title for you to play with. Lighting up the sky--sparking and sparkling. That's a lovely thought. Don't you think?
Liz
I have long toes too, and I didn't know until my girlfriend gave me a pedicure *blushes*
I have just found your blog a few minutes ago, it is fantastic and at times profound.
I really do feel lucky that I found it.
Welcome, Lee,
When you get to know the people who hang out around here, you'll like it more.
I feel lucky that you like it here.
smiles,
Liz
Liz
thanks for the great post and the wise words, we should all take some time to get to know ourselves, never know what you might find.
so did you ever get that nap :0)
Hi Mergrl,
Thank you, no nap--a bubble bath instead. :)
sounds divine :0)
It sure beat working. :)
Yes. It's scary, though. sitting down with ones self and having a good decent conversation. I've had some "hello's" and "take care's" conversations with self, but no deep, loving, thoughful ones. Timely post.
You see colours and feelings and reactions and opportunities and hope and stories and ifs and wishes and detail.
All I'm saying is maybe you've been too busy looking up, is all - and some of us don't have the necks to do that in the first place :-)
Enjoy your long, elegant, balletic toes!
Hi Hungry,
I appreciate you taking the time to stop by. I'm worried that after all off these years together I might have lost interest in me.
We'll work it out I think.
smiles,
Liz
Hi Cheryl,
You make me feel so silly sitting here laughing with my compyter at 4;30 in the morning. Laughing because what you say is so thoughtful, sweet, and Cheryl to me-- and that feels so good I laugh.
Smiles,
Liz
Good Morning
Um I've got the long arms, long legs, tall body...and then the totally mysterious part...small feet. Totally out of proportion :) Actually the feet are normal size...it's my toes that are really short. And if it makes you feel better I never realized it either till last summer. Go Figure. I was with you on thinking I actually knew me :)
I still wonder where my balance comes from with such short toes (especially with Ballet :))
Hi JM,
That not only makes me feel better. It makes me giggle too. What fun it was to read that.
thank you,
Liz
With all due respect, in that Shtikl comic I have trouble finding all those long limbs. Are you sure you have them?
Over the years, I've turned from a well built and strong young man, to a weak and pear shaped old man.
I don't enjoy looking in the mirror in the bathroom anymore. But I enjoy looking in the mirror in my mind alot more than I used to...it's some sort of trade off, I think.
Hi Indie
Well, it is possible that they all could be just a fig newton of my insinuation. But then why would my brothers tease me about them?
smiles
Liz
Hi TM,
THAT is a lovely way of expressing how it feels.
Thank you for that.
smiles,
liz
Liz, meet Liz.. Yeah, the blond with the long toes.
Why, Doug,
I didn't know you knew Doug,
Well, I didn't know you knew Doug either.
Whell I don't. Well Either do I.
Well he seems to know both of us.
HI Doug,
Welcome,
We like to have fun here.
Sounds like you do too.
smiles,
liz
This was fun, and meaningful all at the same time. How do you do that? lol
I've tried those self to self conversations they never, ever work. :o)
Hi Easy,
If the conversation's not working, it's probably because you're taking yourself too seriously. :)
Smiles,
Liz
Thanks, Liz. I'm all for fun.
Oh, and "neither do I" That must have been writer Liz, not editor Liz.
Oh Doug
You're so right, That writer only cares about expression herself.
Well that editor talks of commas, and nothing else.
smiles,
Liz
> "I need to sit myself down to have a serious conversation about my relationship with me."
Hi!
Aren't tall people supposed to be in prorportion? ( & no, imo you're not too tall.) Tall means long legs, long arms, long fingers, long feet, even long toes!
Instead of a conversation w/ yourself, why not just take a nap & tell your brain to resolve the issue while you're asleep? Works for me... but then you know me...
You mentioned new medication.
Maybe it's not all it's cracked up to be?
E
Hi E-Crayon,
I have no problem being in proportion. I'm just surprised that I never noticed something before. That's not a worry caused by medication. That's caused by me ignoring me.
smiles,
Liz
When I was very young I named each of my fingers. I have often wondered what happened to that self-appreciation. I need a serious conversation with me too.
Oh my sweet me strauss,
I could never forget the one who nurtured such a naive blogger as myself. I would stil have a skewed blog if it wasn't for you.
-Lane
Hi Betty,
What a cool thing to do. I once wrote a kids book about a girl who named all of her toes. People looked at me weird when I had that idea.
smiles,
Liz
Oh Lane,
We could never have such a sweet talented writer out in the cold on the streets of Chicago. I would never ever forgive myself. :)
I really like having you here.
smiles,
Liz
Everyone should talk to themselves and with deep introspection or humor. The voices in my head told me so! ;)
The voice in my head says hello to the voice in your head. :)
I cannot decide whether i love reading your blog more or your comments liz.
:)
Yeah, I know what you mean. We're a fine group that hangs out under these posts. Aren't we? I often feel like we're sitting around a campfire talking.
smiles,
Liz
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