I have always loved Carole King, but of course I never understood the lyrics of this song until I actually had some warp and woof in that Tapestry … and while trying to understand who I am and what I like to do, I found that phrase “a coat of many colours” recurring in my mind. I have always been very envious of people who know what they are passionate about from a young age, take steps to follow that dream and build a career around their strengths. But for me – there are so many things that excite me, so many strands I want to follow. I have lived so many lives already, loved so many people and places, learned so many new things.
I am hopeful that writing is a way I will be able to develop my strengths and finally grow into whom I was meant to be. I hope my coat of many colours does not lead me to be sold into slavery instead!
Do you have a visual metaphor that keeps intruding on your self-description? What is it telling you?
Oh, and Holly, just to be clear, the slavery mentioned above has to do with the original possessor of the coat of many colours … mine has nothing to do with favouritism, though, so I have good hope to avoid his fate ;-).
But to be serious, Jen, I’d love to see a *positive* visual metaphor of who you are. Believe me, I can dream up a million of my own faults (can we find visuals for “impulsive”, “easily distracted” or “sometimes incredibly insensitive”?). But I find the coat metaphor more helpful, and I’m betting we can find one for you, too … if you want to play this game ;-).
I found an image for you, Jen, but Blogger won’t let me post it in the comments, apparently.
You can view it here:
http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OAcm6ZrPTN4/Tc5VpHvNV4I/AAAAAAAAATU/RhbPebV3-n8/s1600/headless-chicken2.jpg
See if that works for you ;-).
Is there a visual metaphor for “too anxious to please other people”?
I suppose if you let your possessions possess you, or your interests consume you too completely, it becomes a slavery of sorts. 😉 I’m going to have to think a bit, on this question. I don’t think I do have, really…