Hello, Beguilers…just stopping by with thoughts inspired by an online exchange I had with a fellow blogger (and, all around Amazer), Madelyn.
Her latest post,
is wonderfully-delightful, and you’d do well to check it out! I find it so relatable in that my last tongue-in-cheek post (https://trulyunplugged.com/2017/05/06/april-3017-soyou-had-a-bad-day-write-it-off-and-have-a-great-life/) was inspired by my determination to ward off self-recriminations—-and that, over the past couple weeks, I’ve consistently/surprisingly stumbled upon proof that I’m not nearly as scattered as I thought I’d been of late.
However, as Madeleine and I were discussing, there are times when we can automatically and unquestioningly internalize blame and shame…and–along the same lines– we can easily overgeneralize one person’s opinion (assessment), take it to heart, and believe that most everyone else subscribes to the same critical view of us. Confidence shakers such as these fuel the personal myths we tend to script and allow certain others to endorse.
And, while I’m keepin’ it real, I haven’t yet figured out if this brief(ish) offering is proof that I’m becoming more comfortable with “off the cuff” sharing, or because I don’t feel like spending hours crafting something longer…
What I do know is that it is a gorgeous day, and I really need to spend time marveling at the beauty of the outdoors…however, no matter how much or little I share, my appreciation for you never wanes 🙂
So, for what it’s worth…here’s some more of me 🙂
It’s hard not to feel as smug as a bug ON a rug…a red carpet, in fact… suddenly feeling like a super role-model of competence strutting down an (anti)prat walk and—even when caught off guard–turning on a dime with hair-whipping sass and flare.
But, hay now—given new-found recognition that I’ve got horse-sense to spare…
what do I do with the temptation to chew the cud as I mull(ch) over the times that others sat mute as I fell all over myself to take the blame for their clumsy mistakes?
Well, given my recent brain transplant, I needn’t more than a mowment to realize that grudges are weigh (me down) stations, destined to distract me from upward mobility on the path to humility!
“Okay, okay, Enlightened Self,” longstanding me, pipes up, “but what about all those triumphant, and inspiring speeches by celebrities who “casually” call out the unnamed fill-in-the-blankster-pranksters who tried to pull a fast one and cattle-drive—I mean steer—the chosen in the wrong direction?”.
(*I invite you to inject your own poetic (in)justice here…“coach”, “guidance counselor”, “drama teacher”, “reality-show judge”, “dance teacher”, “unrequited high school crush”…you get the idea*)
To which, my Higher Self would smile a small, beatific smile and say, “But we know better than to waste time looking back and risk tripping mid pride-stride, don’t we?”
“Well played, formerly-unrecognized genius…well played. If I disagree, I’m admitting ignorance…thereby nullifying my opening observation that you and I are much smarter than we gave our self credit for… “
“And”, says Brighter Me in an impulsive rush, ”you and I aren’t the stuff of celebrity….just sayin’…”
And, unwilling to fight my urges, I choose to ignore this dig and move on to higher ground, Dazzlers.
Yesterday, I came across a video where Ellen DeGeneres addressed an audience at Tulane University—and she talked about how (in 1998) revealing she was gay cost her her career…
“I found out (my sitcom was cancelled) by reading it in the paper…my phone didn’t ring for three years…I was angry, I was sad….but, it was more important that I was true to myself….to my purpose…
and, then I was offered a talk show…”
I found this heartfelt message profoundly poignant, and, could easily relate in that I, too, have chosen to embrace and reveal my authentic self as it reveals itself to me….
Not to say that word-playfully admitting that I’m a recovering people pleaser and over-thinker has anywhere near the same potential for repercussions as “coming out” in a sexual orientation context—but, I mean this with all sincerity and sensitivity—
Whatever the source of our fear and shame, we can be inspired by Ellen’s bravery and tenacity–and allow it to be one of the gifts that encourages us, elevates our spirits, and reminds us to support other’s bids to do the same…thereby, we’ll continue to generate ripples of reciprocity akin to those exemplified by Ellen’s kindness and triumph.
“So, see, Evolving Me, you and I may not be famous, but there are parallels…”
(*And, there you have it folks, intelligence is not the same thing as righteousness…inescapably human, not having the last word with myself is a work in progress…*)
Thanks for listening, Wonderfuls…as ever, your company is such a source of joy!
God bless you and your loves 🙂