How many people can relate to really wanting to do the expressive thing (writing, poetry, singing, theatre) meanwhile arises the voice that lies, “not me.”
How do images represent your relationship with public expression?
In a world that has lost its ability to see differences as source of strength rather a threat, we have constructed all these rules that dictate what is and isn’t ok. HR in organizations. PC culture dictated by scholastically educated. In every context someone holds the key to what's right and rights wrong.
Is rule bound culture decreasing our capacity to relate, explore new experience, and connect in a realm curiosity rather than assumption?
What would it be like if our relationships operated on a system of expanding expression and recognition and celebration of differences rather than a narrowed sense of completion in sameness? An empty validation of living because we can recognize the thing that “is me.”