Too tall for a girl

Once in a while I still get looked at and then my feet are inspected to see why I am so tall for a woman. It's become very amusing but it doesn't happen as often as it used to as genetic females increasingly get taller as do males. 

This morning it was a young woman maybe my daughter's age who, after her very brief inspection, gave me a sweet smile when our eyes met.

Of course people's opinions of me are irrelevant but they provide me with amusement as I make my way through Montréal every day running into all kinds of people. 

Now that archetypes have become increasingly easy to recognize I have fun with it. It would be depressing to be my age and still care about what people think after starting my life giving what they thought so much unwarranted importance. 

People can recognize and smell confidence (as they can do the same for fear) and can tell that you mean business but the trick is to combine that attitude with both kindness and openness.

Self-conciousness goes into the garbage bin and we are so much the better for it. It's tonic for the psyche.