I’m weird. I’ll put it right out there. I’m not embarrassed or ashamed by the fact. I don’t feel less. In fact, I like me. I know me. I know where I don’t fit in. And where I do. And I am okay with me.
I’d be worried if I wasn’t weird. Different. Because each and every spirit on this earth is supposed to be individual. If we were all the same, we’d only need one of us here on earth. If we were all the same we’d all be attracted to each other and that would just be one huge pile of humanity on top of each other!
I am unique. I have something of my own to offer this world. It might not be much in the scheme of things. It might not change the world, or even make a ripple in the sea of life. But it’s still necessary and important because it’s my unique contribution. Even if I only ever impact one little ant on this earth, I have made a difference by being here.
Last week we had excessive heat warnings here in Phoenix. People dragged and lagged and overall complained. Everywhere you went folks were talking about the horrible heat, commiserating with each other on how to survive it. And there was me, high on life because I was in my element. I can walk outside and feel instant soothing to my bones. Yes, I get hot. I even get lethargic if I’m out in it too long, or exert too strenuously in direct sunlight. But I love the heat. It soothes me. Calms me. Comforts me. So I’m different. At least I know what I like! What I need! And maybe I can use my unique ability to tolerate excessive heat to some good. To contribute something worthwhile. Something simply like the clean up landscaping I did last week for my mother. The backyard was bothering her. She couldn’t be out in the heat. I could be. Done.
Or maybe it’s more than a simple job. Maybe I know that the heat calms me. Soothes me. And so…if I’m feeling out of sorts, or even just grumpy, I can serve those in my life by stepping outside into the Arizona sunshine. I can soak up the warmth. Let the calm heal my spirit. And be as kind to those around me on bad days as I am on good ones. I can better deal with my stress so that it doesn’t overflow onto those I love.
The point is, I am me. Just as you are you. Individual. Unique. With something to contribute, to do, or think or know, that no one else has or can do, or knows. Your mind works in a way that is single only to you. Your thoughts won’t be thought by anyone else in exactly the same way. Your mental process is your own particular recipe. And your emotions are as well. You have some things in common with some people. Some in common with others. And, I’d wager a guess, something in common with no one at all.
And this is as it’s meant to be. It’s not only okay to be you – it’s necessary and valid and good to be you. That is the only way you can give the world what only you have to give. The only way to live your life to the fullest. To get the most out of who you are.
And…to be truly happy.