I feel odd stirring within me while mingling within a group of “normals” who believe I am one of them. They allow me to move freely in their midst not knowing when odd will make a move. This “status quo” scene is about to be unhinged a bit by one of the “shake it up” gang.
Odd arrives in the form of what the Native Americans call, Heyókȟa.
Experience has taught me to be light and neutral energetically. It keeps me cool under pressure. I really think this is where a demon of some kind is perceived. Oh, it’s not me they see; but a dark place within themselves talking back.
I must say it is very exciting and unnerving all at the same time. Some people’s children just don’t know how to act when it comes to odd.
Oh, I feel their stares (time to wave), hear their whispers (I go around behind and lean in to listen), and see their laughter (I join in, then suddenly say, I didn’t hear the joke). I never start a fight with an unprepared person.
“Odd” magic is working and in time, conversations will happen.
Secretly, I am what I want to see in the world. Diverse.
Oh yes, I am Odd. And I love “The Doors”.