It’s a thing.
You could interpret it as pretending to know or be better at something than you are.
Today I was told that my lack of competence in a meeting I was chairing wasn’t apparent until I told everyone that I wasn’t sure what I was doing.
I love being honest.
I hate it when people pretend.
When there is a pretence that I am better
Than I really am.
When people portray an image of themselves
That is pumped-up to twice their real size
Everyone else feels unsettled;
Many years ago,
I was supporting a patient through several sessions of psychotherapy.
He told me about his life experiences
And I listened,
I revealed to him
That he was my first patient;
That was a little time ago.
It is important to be open, to say what is.
Just leads to tears.
Maybe ten years before that (I am talking the late 80’s)
It was in a history class;
I was explaining something about the Romans,
Why or what they did to the Kingdom of Judea in ancient times.
And announced, ‘I don’t really know what I am saying’
Honesty is the best policy,
My mum would always say.
Yet, we live in a world that rewards superfice.
I look tanned, as if,
My hair is dark, as if,
My car is bigger, as if.
All that kind of posturing.
We aren’t much more advanced
of Lyre birds.
If evolution is based on show, perhaps, that is the way to go?
Is this concern with the concrete a distraction?
Shouldn’t we all
Pose with fake hair, teeth and bellies.
Shouldn’t we all make-believe.
Isn’t that Hollywood?
My teacher Naomi,
One of the most incredible people I have ever known;
She was artist and scientist,
During a classroom discussion we talked about
Of being an actor.
‘How hard it must be to be someone you aren’t,
At what point is there a risk of slipping out of yourself,
Forgetting who you are, losing your point of origin.’
I have carried this with me
Over the years.
I remember visiting her
during the period of her mourning
from a surgical accident.
It is a whirl
Of past and present;
Is the essence of honesty,
I am what I am;
sum id quod sum.
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An integrated person with a strong personal core.
Fortunate in your mother and teacher.
Having learnt by experience to be ‘ acceptable ‘, maybe now with age some others of us can be more fully what we are ( crazy old person – though that seems still like somewhat of an excuse!).
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