Let’s Celebrate Individual Differences
Are you a judge? No? If you find yourself judging others, putting them down, gossiping on the phone or over coffee, take your robe off, hang it up or throw it away. You’ll be much happier if you do. If you are worried about how other people judge you, you are probably sitting in judgment of them. So if you want to feel better about yourself, stop being the judge. As your volume of judging and critiquing others goes down, you own self-esteem will most likely go up. So let’s learn to celebrate individual differences.
What I want to do today is celebrate individual differences.
There are over six billion people on the planet today and no two are just alike. Think of it. Even identical twins are different. No two people will ever be just alike. So this makes you absolutely unique, special, different.
Oh, isn’t that lovely?
I can be different
I can be quirky me and that’s great! You can be bubbly Betty or silent Sue and it’s o.k. You can be brave Bob or timid Tom; wild William or calm Carl; introverted Ivan or extroverted Earl. It doesn’t matter whether you’re short or tall, fat or slim, blonde or brunette, old or young. What matters is that you be yourself because there isn’t another one who can be you.
Isn’t it wonderful that not everyone wants to be a news commentator or a movie star? It’s fantastic that some want to be hairdressers, nurses, repairmen and teachers, plumbers, cable guys, policemen, and firemen. We have leaders and followers —and both are essential. There are people who tear down and people who build up. Both are needed. Some like to drive in the fast lane while some of us prefer the slow lane. You get the idea.
Why do we all have to look like runway models or behave according to someone else’s rules? Now, don’t get me wrong, I’m not advocating anarchy here, just proposing that we each have something unique and different to offer the human race and should be allowed to do it. So we really don’t need to waste our time wondering how so-and-so can be so stupid or why he picked HER when she’s so different. Celebrate the difference.
Why can’t I be a Catholic or a Buddhist, Jewish or a Fundamentalist—or even an athiest— without someone trying to make me something else? Can’t I be a Democrat or an Independent or a Republican—or even start a new political party—without someone telling me I’m wrong? Is it possible for me to wear stripes and polka dots together if I want to? Who says that’s bad taste?
Why can’t we be. . .
Again, let’s celebrate the difference. In the movie, My Fair Lady, Professor Higgens (played by Rex Harrison) sang “Why Can’t a Woman be Like a Man?” I guess the appropriate answer would be because then she wouldn’t be a woman. He proceeded to try to remake Eliza Doolittle into something she wasn’t and a lot of unhappiness ensued. We didn’t really learn how it ended in the long run. Although a comedy, there was profound truth in the movie. Why should a woman be like a man or vice versa? Why should I need to be like you?
To be me, I have to discover who that is. This takes some quiet time and inner reflection. It takes knowing what I believe, rather than what I was told I had to believe. I need to own my talents and abilities as well as my weaknesses and quirks And it means I need to be true to myself and acknowledging that you need to be true to you.
It doesn’t matter
There’s a wonderful poem by Oriah Mountain Dreamer in her book, The Invitation, that begins:
It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living.
I want to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing.
It doesn’t interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dream, for the adventure of being alive…
I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.
For the book and entire poem click here
Who are YOU? What do you ache for? What is your heart’s longing? Thank God it isn’t just the same as mine.
Let’s color with all the crayons.
Let us celebrate the differences. Let us be unique, special, one of a kind! That’s the epitome of self-improvement!