Sunday, November 22, 2009
A friend and I went to Georgetown yesterday, walked around the gardens at Dumbarton Oaks. Wow. What a beautiful place!
During times of transformation, personal truths I hadn't understood previously come into consciousness. For instance, one thing I've realized lately is that I like reading thrillers. Thrillers? Yes, indeed. I read Dan Brown's books, for instance, but I used to tell myself I did that because his work speaks to the group mind of my culture. I think it's also true that I like fast paced plotlines. Wow. Just finished Timeline by Michael Crichton (may that amazing writer rest in peace). LOVED that book.
A month ago I would have told you that I never read fiction, but in fact ... I do! And when I do, I really enjoy it. The personal myth called "I Only Read Non-Fiction" has now been officially and completely unraveled. Go figure.
Perhaps not completely unraveled, but different than I thought, is the personal myth I call "I Am 100% Introverted." In fact, if I'm working on a project, I love being a part of a group. I am energized when working with a group on something - anything. That's why I enjoyed the Reclaiming Collective so much. We were always planning witch camp or a class or a public ritual together. This discovery, that I am fed by collaborative work, explains why I loved the film collective way back when, and why I really miss office culture even though I'm not exactly suited to working inside a taupe colored cubicle. Office culture is collaborative. I do miss that, I really do.
If I'm collaborating on a project, I am not so introverted as I claim to be. Hmmm.
In spite of transitional grumpiness, I am also curious to see what other personal myths will unwind themselves. What next?
Sunset on the Potomac River, on our way home.