
Free your Wyrd. Or your Weird. Or your Freak Flag.
Let your genius loose.
Open the attic door and let the madwoman stomp down the stairs and make toast of the not-you.
Invite out your you-iest you. You know what I mean.
Here’s one reflection on genius and Wyrd from An Elegant Mystery.
Big Love,
Jamie
February 6, 2015 at 8:29 pm
Great re-blog! Thank you! Also love the pic. I’ve photographed the entire mural if you are interested here: https://streetsofsfphotos.wordpress.com/2013/06/14/patterned-mural-re-visted-11-photos/
February 11, 2015 at 5:28 pm
Thank you, Julianne Victoria. Thanks for sharing your photo … that particular mural is near the home of dear friends, so I passed by it often. San Francisco has so many! One of many things I miss about my long-time hometown now that I’m ‘back East’. xoxo Love, Jamie
February 7, 2015 at 4:04 am
Beautiful post Jamie, I love these words. 🙂
Karen
February 11, 2015 at 5:27 pm
Thank you, Karen. I’m glad you enjoyed it; I was happy to share it. 🙂 Love, Jamie
February 7, 2015 at 3:30 pm
Thank you Jamie for reblogging this post. I appreciate the comments. You marvelously echo the sentiments of Michael Meade 🙂
February 11, 2015 at 5:26 pm
You’re so welcome! I really enjoyed the post (and am revisiting it as well), so I enjoyed sharing it, too. Thanks for writing it. 🙂
February 7, 2015 at 3:39 pm
Ahhhh ~ lost in wonder at these musings ~ ~ ~
February 11, 2015 at 5:25 pm
Me, too. 🙂 They’re worth revisiting, too. Love, Jamie
February 8, 2015 at 7:04 am
I always fly my freak flag.
February 11, 2015 at 5:24 pm
Woo hoo! Excellent. It’s an inspiration for others who are building their courage to fly theirs, too.