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| WE DO NOT SEE OURSELVES
Sunday, April 25, 2021
If we earned a nickel every time we’ve been praiseworthy, we’d all be rich.
If we gave back that nickel every time we avoided or deflected acknowledging our accomplishments, we’d be threadbare.
When I’m asking exploratory questions to unearth what makes someone’s heart skip a beat or beat faster, they often reply, “Not much to tell.”
Deflections, neither bashfulness nor boundary/privacy issues, not beholding themselves unique and deserving illumination. What makes one person’s story more or less interesting than the next?
If we are invisible or indistinguishable, that’s a choice. We’ve chosen – whether it’s too much work or too much trouble, seems safer and less stressful hiding rather than shining.
The story of everyone’s life is exciting – if you put all our life experiences pieces together, like a jigsaw puzzle – for everyone to read, to see. But most people don’t see or admit that they know themselves as a great story. Sure, nearly all of us will get engrossed in their job, career path, sport, hobby or art, but if you ask them about their whole life, they modestly would claim there’s not much more to them.
Others will talk that way about their family and consider their work to be just a ‘food providing’ necessity without much of a compelling or unique story.
But where is magic in everyone’s story?
How we look at the world, how we see things, and most importantly, how we see ourselves in the world – is a recipe for those magical stories that make all of us unique and worthy no matter how we see ourselves, someone else sees it as an incredible story worth telling.
Reader feedback:
I will only take issue with one prognostication, Mark: Religion will not go away. Inasmuch as religion depends on faith, and faith is understood as “the substance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen”, then I think it will always be part of the human experience, RH, Calgary, AB … p.s. - Just to be clear, I am not defending religion. I simply want to acknowledge that there is no such thing as pure objectivity. Bias is pervasive, insidious, and inescapable. As for the future, I bought a palm tree I am hoping to plant in my front yard.
Death and taxes baby, death and taxes, RH, Calgary, AB
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