About Mary Louise
When I was a little girl I went on a trip to the island St. Maarten. Saint Maarten, located in the Caribbean, is cut down the middle by an invisible line. One half, owned by the French, is very prim and proper. Striped umbrellas line perfectly manicured streets as perfectly manicured women peruse the wares sold by freshly laundered vendors. The other half, owned by the Dutch, is quite different. In the intense equatorial sunshine women with braided hair and glistening skin danced with a cold drink in one hand and a man in the other. On the Dutch side of St, Maarten professions and activities that are so human to yearn to experience but have been vilified and outlawed elsewhere for political gain are perfectly legal. Legal and regulated and the joy and pleasure felt by the citizens there was palpable. I remember feeling goosebumps watching people so free- so open.
I spent the majority of my life attempting to reconcile the discrepancies In myself between the Dutch and French sides within myself.
Educated, mild mannered, soft spoken, aesthetically driven.... The French part of me abhorred the Dutch side, felt shameful about it. The Dutch side; Adventurous, hedonistic, passionate and dare I say, SEXY? Well, the Dutch side desperately wanted to break free from the French... To no longer worry I’d have my wings clipped simply for having the urge to fly.
Eventually I figured it out; Yes, and. I can be both! There needn’t be a line drawn bisecting two very different but equally integral parts of who I am! I can be French, Dutch or hail from the the planet Blurg if I damn well want to. I can love sex and have three glasses of wine at lunch while reading Sarte.
If I may, I’d like to wrap this up with a quote by an award winning celebrated lyricist -
“She makes her own money, pays her own bills, always stay fly, keeps it so real, She got a crazy little figure, nice round ass, walks so proper, talks with such class,
But behind closed doors she a nasty girl..... but behind closed doors.... she’s a nasty girl.” -Ludacris
In my opinion, the pursuit of pleasure isn’t so different from the pursuit of knowledge or power or fame. In fact, they’re really the same thing; The pursuit of an elevated state of being.
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