Put Baby in The Corner

By Mac Guerreiro

As eye stand in the security line at the San Jose Airport listening to Lana Del Rey’s new album through my right headphone Eye’m having a profound moment of insight. Standing momentarily in a neat corner eye realize that in spite of its punitive connotation eye tend to gravitate towards corners. For instance, the establishment eye work for has beautiful seating in the front area yet my most cherished spot is in the back in a covered, low-lit room. Eye would dine there every time because it feels safe… and now that eye realize it, safe and isolated.

Eye remember when eye could identify myself with being a “social butterfly” and yet that feels like lifetimes away. It’s true that eye can strike up a conversation with nearly anyone and eye can work a room if that’s what Eye’m there to do but eye no longer seek out social situations to fulfill me on any level. At one point eye became so comfortable in my own company that the comfort of a good corner was amplified. There’s a guarantee that eye can see anyone and anything coming my way, but then again, it’s tougher to escape a corner. This is why one must be very selective of what and whom she brings into it.

At the stage Eye’m currently in Eye’m seeing the pros and cons of my cherished corner and it remains my favorite location; eye’ll tell you why. The corner is a place in which eye can watch the world around me while eye go on with being me. From the corner eye can create with inspiration from experiences that occur “out in the open.” It’s where eye can retreat to in order to celebrate or grieve. What’s best is that those that truly matter to me and whom appreciate me will always know where to find me.

A friend told me lately “I’m not sure how I can convince you that being as you are is perfect” and to that eye say alright. Eye’m ready to accept that being just as eye am and doing what stems from that is perfect. So, eye’ll be in my corner, artistically documenting this life, occasionally stepping out sometimes due to the right call made by a recognizing peer or my own will. For the last year eye’ve been in the darkness of my cocoon and now Eye’m beginning to see the light of who eye am through the chrysalis.

See you on the other side.

Published by Mystical Mac

Born in Brazil and raised in California eye am an artist better identified as a conscious creator and intuitive healer. My gift for storytelling in various forms as well as my keen perception into the metaphysical allows me to share my perspective in ways that eye hope are of help and use to those around me. Thank you for reading, listening and watching; it means the world to me.

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