Action Steps

untitled, 2005, 30″ x 30″, earth, ceramic, wire, pearls

Yesterday, I went out there..

Into the morass of governmental servants.

The feel of it was something like previously human human-beings

Wading through pools of silly putty

With the attempt to be civil

Long ago left at the edge of the pool.

We berate out state workers.

They bring with them the cloud of numbness

That gets on us like talc.

After awhile, the exposure to these toxins began to erode my hard-earned clarity

And I made a call:



“Hi (dear friend)”

“I need you to tell me that I am wonderful… I just left the Civic Housing office and the people were mean. I am starting to feel worthless and bordering on shame. Can you please remind me who I am?

“Cath.. they have been working ‘inside the box’ for so long that civility went by the wayside long ago. They are just going through the motions to ‘make it.’ It has nothing to do with you.”

“OK.. Thanks. Clearly I called the right person for a reality check. Thanks.”

And onward I went to the County Housing Dept. where I met an angel who metaphorically took my hand and showed me the steps to take next.

She had really fabulous black heels on with a leather (really well done) flower on the top.

She said: “I really like your earrings.”

I said: “I love your great shoes.”

We bonded.

It was real.

It was good.


One Response to “Action Steps”

  1. webster on June 16th, 2011

    Yes, you did clearly make the right decision in who to call. And the decision to make the call was entirely yours. Congratulations. Step one neatly taken. Job well done. ((Smiles))

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