The Imposter Syndrome Is Real! — Bombay Ficus (Reblog)

Have you ever felt like you don’t belong? Like your friends or colleagues are going to discover you’re a fraud, and you don’t actually deserve your job and accomplishments? If so, you’re in good company. These feelings are known as Imposter Syndrome, or what psychologists often call impostor phenomenon. An estimated 70% of people experience […]

The Imposter Syndrome Is Real! — Bombay Ficus

*So is the imposter syndrome real?

Haiku: ‘Dare’

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Dare to dream of peace
Dare dream of lasting justice
Dream reality

Copyright Francis Barker 2020who dares to dream?

Haiku: Our Perception

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Now nothing is real
Energy is vibration
Perception matters

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Haiku: The Cutter

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Here comes the cutter
Our fancy things torn away
What we really need

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Haiku: Movie Villains

black and white hands mask bussinesman
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Watching this movie
A familiar villain
Different ending

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Haiku: Perception

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Look behind the scenes
Dig deep below the surface
Diamond in the rough

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Haiku: Spell

mountains and clouds outside of an airplane window
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Who’s under a spell?
Passengers can never lead
Drive reality

copyright Francis Barker 2019

Days of Innocence and Eternity

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Summer is not far away, fickle though it may be in England’s northerly reaches.

To us as children the good days were glorious; down at the beach the sun was our friend, the sea and sand our playmates through the days which would last forever. Eternity was within our reach – then.

In reality nothing much has changed, only our perception of reality.

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paintings by Francis Barker

Poem ‘Poor Things’

Poor Things

At some stage or another
we all become poor things

The man who once
pulled trucks and trains for fun

in a gown
and listening to a nurse

image and poem © copyright df barker 2012