Shedding My Skin
“I’ve kicked the habit
Shed my skin . . .”
~ Peter Gabriel So
Sometimes when I write, I shed my skin, exposing what’s
beneath. It often feels too raw, too new—this fresh skin that’s not quite accustomed
to the light and the elements of life around me. I feel too vulnerable, too
transparent, so I rush to cover it with other words, with humor, with an opaque
cloak.
That opaque cloak, even though it might mimic a safe
environment, voids the transparency with which I want to greet the world, with
which I want to meet life—head-on, open, clear, innocent, trusting, ready to
shed yet another skin, another layer, to feel life and all its elements.
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