You are bright and divine
You are beautiful and unique in your own special way. Your eyes glimmer in the sparkling night under the lights of the sky. You are human, and alive. You are bright and divine.
When you feel bored and bland you don’t have draw things on your hand to seem interesting and fun. You don’t have to chew ABC gum to be seen by someone. You can wear your own shirt, and dance in your own skirt. You don’t have to be someone else to be cherished and loved. You don’t have to embrace the fad of the age to celebrate the day, because if you look closely, you will see you are already great.
When you feel like the opposite of glad, perhaps like a used garbage bag, know your sadness will pass.
If you feel like the odd man out, or your feelings sound like muted shouts, know confidence will one day replace your doubt.
If your heart feels tart, or you have been struck with a dart, know you will once again fly like a lark.
We all feel, and squeal like an orange being peeled. Everyone from time-to-time experiences things like a sheep being sheared. It is life, there will always be strife. You may feel lonely, and there will be swaths of time when you are alone. There will be segments when you are empty and lost, sometimes so sad it drives you mad.
We all know these emotions. They are human and normal, and far from nice. When we are with them it’s like sitting on ice.
Is that all these feelings are? What about when I am burning from the inside as though I were breathing the fumes of a star? Is it different when you feel like you are being pulled apart? What about when the race just ended yet you never had the chance to start?
You are human through and thru. Our humanity sticks to us like glue. Though sometimes it feels like this pain is for a select few, the truth however is this meal is something we all must chew.
We are all weird, a little odd, or perhaps mildly eccentric. We all see through a lens unlike anything others have ever known and use unusual filters when we speak. We dance to the beat of our own drum, create our own melodies, and embrace the quirks others find confusing.
Some of us are a little more unusual than others. We walk on the weird side of the bell curve. It isn’t due to some artificial truth, or a pathological box, or even because we wear virtue signaling socks. None of these things make a person weird, a bit odd or even eccentric, truth be told it is the opposite of interesting. The most unusually fascinating cats are the ones who don’t do tricks for snacks. They exist as they are because it is WHO they are. They don’t need you to adopt a different approach to how you say this or that, they don’t need you to complement their fanny pack, or call them a dog when they are clearly a cat. It is because they wear their personality on their sleeve, and don’t care what you might believe.
Being different is not fun. It is not pleasurable or rewarding in any way. A life as an eccentric is daunting, dreary, and sometimes scary. Showcasing your nature in an honest way is often harrowing, and as you age it may haunt you every day. These are things no one should want to invite; they are not delights or treats.
So many strive to be an unusual light, like eccentricity is an accolade. They drink this idea like it’s cool aid and assume a role like an actor in a play.
They often do this because they don’t feel right, like something important is missing in their life. They feel like the opposite of glad, like a used garbage bag. They feel like the odd man out, like their feelings are muted shouts, or maybe their heart feels tart, or stuck with a dart.
These feelings are fleeting, and they rarely stay for long. They are house guests, not residents. Making yourself seem weird will not reduce the intensity of your internal reality, instead it will magnify them. They will lead you toward times that are bleak, and make you feel unseen.
Know that most people are not as unusual as they seem. Instead, they are bored and bland and would do anything to seem unique, because they believe that if they were someone interesting, they would discover the pleasure of feeling free. Being different is not a treasure. In many ways it is a curse, but if you find a way to love yourself, you will stray from the herd.
You will learn that your hurting heart is an experience we all feel. We all dislike aspects of our bodies, brains, and broken past. There are times when everyone feels like trash, like no one loves us, or we are lost in a life we did not choose. These are the hurts that hold us all together and they unite us like glue.
The truth is you are beautiful, delightful, and incredible. Be true to the roots of YOU.
Once you see yourself like the people who love you, you will know that your sadness will always pass, you will once again see through the dark, and relearn to fly like a lark.
You will witness your own unique beauty, see the world with your sparkling eyes, and realize you are human and alive. Bright and divine.
