Tuesday 28th February 2017
Today got off to a rocky start. I had a dream that I was being chased by a serial killer who murders women. He tried to make me wear a pair of boots that belonged to one of the women he killed, and there was blood on them. I think I am paying for the years of horror movies I watched in my teens that have re-shaped my brain into being a little bit psycho. I woke up to my alarm and I could still feel my panic for 10 minutes after.
But my day improved shortly after. Whilst sitting on the bus, smushed in with all the other souls heading in for the 9-5 grind, I watched a video of Jemima Kirke, artist and star of the show Girls. I was so entranced I nearly missed my stop. My secret addiction is authenticity. Those people who will tell you exactly how they feel about a subject, appearing to have little consideration for the opinion of the receiver. There is so much beauty in someone’s inner truth – even the messier bits. I find myself drawn to those with this bravery. I’m sure it is the hardest thing to do, but equally the most freeing.
We become doctors, or human rights lawyers, or public speakers…whatever is needed to save the world. But I’m starting to think there is nothing more healing than watching another human being raw. Because if we can see the beauty in their suffering and imperfection, maybe we can also see beauty in our own.
Much love, Katie x