“You are a ghost. Filled with stardust, wearing the bones as the shield and the skin as the cape. Fighting every day and opening up for the new wounds in the hustle of hiding the old scars.” ~
At various points, we are all called to be superheroes. It usually doesn’t come in the form of crime-fighting or cape-wearing glory, bur rather in the smaller heroic acts that constitute being a good person. The older I get, the more conflicted I feel about whether it’s easier to be good or bad. There are so many ways where being good and doing the right thing is more difficult, uncomfortable and trying than taking an easier way out. And then there are times when I realize how much more work it is to be bad – to be the perceived villain, to go out of your way to be mean when it’s simpler to live and let live.
Whichever road you take – whether it’s hero or villain – a proper cape is always the way to go. For this time of the year, I’m employing a rust colored woolen beauty that simply reeks of autumnal splendor. It keeps the wind at bay, quieting the world and even warming my head when the hood is on. Functional and flamboyant and just a little bit of a fuck-off to society’s dull trappings of what’s appropriate. Perfect for the fall, when the sweetness or bitterness of certain berries works like a tonic to steer us into good witch or bad witch territory. I haven’t quite made up my mind as to which witch I want to be… either way, I intend to fly.
“You will never become a hero if you keep waiting for someone else to bring a cape for you.” ~
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