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That’s me, a Renaissance Woman. I am a Renaissance Woman. I’m not claiming Leonardo da Vinci's level of genius, but how else can you describe someone who takes on the number of different things that I do and does them with success?
Let’s consider just a sampling from the four years since I moved to Arkansas:
This may sound boastful, and perhaps it is a little. That’s not my motivation, though. My true goal, if you haven’t guessed, is to boost myself up. I’m grappling with the long-term effects of some recent blows to my psyche and the old insecurities that were stirred up as a result. (See “Ghost Stories;” I may or may not update later.) More immediately at hand, however, is I’m feeling way outside my comfort zone as a running coach and as an art teacher, while simultaneously knowing I can do it. I don’t have to be the best, I just need to be. Right now, though, I feel disengaged and tired. It’s frustrating because the desire is there. I’m just not sure I’m adequate. I have so many gaps in my knowledge and experience. But I’m a Renaissance Woman. I know how to try and make mistakes, and show others how to try and make mistakes.
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