Day 354: Genuine/Authentic

Hello, readers!

After much deliberation (a full 20 minutes of it), I have decided upon the title for today’s post.  And look!  I already have a visual for it:

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As regular readers of this blog might know, I love watches.  As a matter of fact, 168 days ago (but who’s counting?) I wrote about another one of my favorite watches, here. And for those of you who don’t click on links (and I know you’re out there, people!), here’s the photo of that other watch:

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If you want to read more about that watch (and the reasons why I’ve collected watches), you’re just going to have to click on that link.

So there!

Readers of this blog may notice that my writing has a certain “tone,” right now.

Although, you know what? I have no real idea whether people can tell my “tone”, my feelings, or my state of mind, right now (or at any point).

That’s the whole friggin’ problem with communicating through written words, isn’t it?  We’re missing certain clues, to help us ascertain what somebody else is genuinely feeling or thinking.

However, given that we’re always guessing what other people think, what would you guess about how I’m feeling, right now?  (And, yes, I am inviting people to indulge in the “cognitive distortion” of mind reading — something we do, as humans, every day).

So, how would you complete this sentence?  As Ann is writing these words, she is  __________.

Have you filled it in yet? If not, I’ll wait.

Time’s up!

Now, I’m going to do some mind reading of my own. That is, I’m going to guess how you might have filled in that sentence, as follows:

  • Playful
  • Annoyed
  • Annoying
  • Joyful
  • Worried
  • Confused
  • Hopeful
  • Impatient
  • Distracted
  • Focused
  • Accepting
  • Pissed

Okay, that last guess made me stop (although stopping so soon makes it unlikely I would have guessed what YOU thought). So why did I stop? Well, I know people are reading this blog all over the world, and I know that the word “pissed” means angry* to some people (including me) and drunk to others. So, I stopped, because I don’t want anybody to think I might be drunk in the morning or at any time while I’m writing these posts (because I’m not).

Hey!  Wait a minute! Why do I care what you — or anybody else — thinks?  Haven’t I written, throughout this year, about letting go of caring what other people think? (Yes, I have. And here’s an example of that**.)

But here’s the deal, people. I genuinely want people to know who I am. Authentically.

And genuinely and authentically, I am  ALL*** of those things in that list. And more.****

As I assume you are (or have been), too.

Oh, no!  Look at the time!

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As therapists often (and genuinely) say …. We have to stop now.

Thanks to each and every one of you — with all your various parts, feelings, thoughts, guesses, etc. —  for reading today.


* So why was I angry, at that point?  Because here’s something I know about myself: I tend to get angry when I’m HUNGRY.  And by the way, anger is okay. It’s just another human feeling.  However, I do know a “cure” for feelings of anger related to hunger.  Eating something. Which I did.

** Written way back, on Day 2.

*** Except for drunk, a possible misunderstanding which I believe I have cleared up sufficiently at this point.

**** Including, most likely, what YOU guessed (if it’s not already on that list).

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28 thoughts on “Day 354: Genuine/Authentic

  1. Nice watches, Ann. This post makes me think of the Snickers commercials where regular folk turn into a famous diva until they eat a candy bar. Hunger-driven, like you. Although I am not calling you a diva in any way. I do not get that at all in my interpretation of your words. Your title today also brings back an amusing memory from my youth. When my beloved baseball team, the New York Mets, used to give out souvenir batting helmets or bats, in their TV pitches, the announcers used to call the “genuine fascimiles.” That oxymoron made me smile, even as a kid.

    • Oh, I can have my diva moments, Mark. (At least, I hope I do.) Thanks for all the nourishment in your comment today. And I love the oxymoron (and the rest of the childhood memory).

  2. Oh I’m so happy to find another watch lover/collector. Kindred spirits!

    • Nancy! I am not surprised to hear that we share that kind of kindred-ness. I’d love to know more about your watches (if you choose to show and tell about them).

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  4. I would say Openminded. Otherwise no reason to ask us.
    I prefer not to judge people in front. And I like the way about writing together, because it gives me time to answer in a good way. When we talk directly, it is more difficult to find the time to think, before answering.
    Irene

  5. Haha I definitely would have gone with “playful” for the fill in the blank– you just seem to be up to no good on this one!

  6. Love those watches! I say your playful but reading is interpreting and everyone interprets differently 😉

  7. Howisbradley

    Aussa took the words right out of my mouth (or should I say fingertips). Playful is the same word I choose especially given that it[s the first word on your list. It must have popped In your head immediately for some reason.

    • That’s a great point, Bradley! I think it is really important what words somebody chooses, and how people begin does tell us a lot, too. Thanks for the thought-provoking comment. (And I’m glad you saw the playfulness in me, too.)

  8. I have enjoyed your posts this year….. I do not always have time to respond.
    I am now off-air for three weeks. Have a Joyous Christmas and I will ‘see’ you again in the new year.

    • I always appreciate your visits, so much. I hope you enjoy your three week vacation. I will miss you, for sure, and look forward to your return.

  9. Nice post Ann…..here’s my take; in real life “who we are” is something we reveal to people in stages. When we first meet someone we don’t necessarily talk to them the way we would if we’ve known the, for years…..and writing is like that too; it’s through reading many books by an author or many articles by a writer that we are able to better know who they are…..one of m favorite philosophers used to say to never judge an artist on one painting alone but to instead judge them based on their entire body of work

  10. jd

    There is a cure for all of those things. The problem is we have been taught to use history to judge current events, instead of viewing them as new. We have also been taught to plan for the future, and fear not having enough by the time we retire.

    There is an almost OCD part of the brain which clings to these things. We actually instinctually fear not having these things in our minds. What is it we instinctually fear? Death of the personality.

    Your mind identifies itself with current events, memory and future projections. The inputs into the mind provoke the mind into this time-based psychology. Without it, without distractions, without indoctrination, you would suddenly be confronted by yourself. Know thyself. It is key.

    Day to day, we manage to keep a balance. Sometimes it is not so easy. This is what comes from running in psychological free-wheel mode. We allow our emotions to consume us with ignorance.

    • Knowing thyself IS key, isn’t it? I felt like I learned a lot from what you wrote, which I read several times. Welcome, and thanks so much for the visit and this thought-ful comment.

  11. Looks like a Third World Watch…an authentic Swazi/Tongan/Belizean/Kazakh watch. lol

  12. Love the watches and the post Ann.

  13. Pingback: Day 521: Timing | The Year(s) of Living Non-Judgmentally

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