My style is to notice what’s going on around me, and I notice that “style” usually refers to external appearances, including clothes people wear and how they wear them.
As a group and individual psychotherapist, I often use the word “style” about people’s internal processes, including their typical ways of
- decision making, and
- other reflections of the way they think, feel, and experience the world.
Because my blogging style includes checking to see whether I’ve explored a topic before, I’ve now discovered two other stylin’ posts, here and here. Because I tend to prefer a modest style, I will not brag about the content of those previous posts, but rather humbly suggest that you might find some merit in them.
I think it’s helpful to recognize and own your personal style, in order to understand inevitable differences between that style and other people’s styles. Therefore, I will attempt to list other aspects of my natural style:
I include “impatient” because I’m impatient and eager to move on from styling that list.
If creating lists is your natural style, what list might you create about your natural style?
I got a lot of compliments on my fashion style as I shared 45 seconds of musical stylings during an audition for “The Voice” in Philadelphia, two months ago:
I’m likely to show a very different style when I try, try again in another Open Audition for “The Voice” on June 18, in New York City.
Because my style is to pack a lot into every blog post, I would also like to include a story about different styles, from yesterday.
When I walk to work every morning, I pass by this stylish yellow moped:
The more I look at that, the more I am convinced that is the very same moped I owned for several decades. Yes, it used to be my style to commute on a yellow moped during the 1970s and 1980s. When we moved to our current stylish residence about five years ago, I gave that moped to one of the movers, because I knew it was no longer my style to ride it.
Yesterday morning, I decided to investigate further and to find out who has been styling around Boston on my beloved yellow moped. I walked into the construction site next to where that styling moped is parked.
Allow me to style the resulting dialog, as follows:
Me (to burly construction worker): Hi! I was looking for the owner of that yellow moped parked outside.
Construction worker: I doubt it’s any of my guys, but I’ll check. HEY! YELLOW MOPED?
Other construction worker (immediately): Yep. That’s mine.
Me (thrilled): Really?
Construction worker: NO!
As is my style, I then laughed out loud, realizing that a yellow moped does NOT fit the style of most Boston construction workers.
Here are all the stylish photos I took yesterday:
I hope your natural style includes expressing yourself in a comment below.
Thanks to all who have their own natural styles, including you!