Tis’ better to live your own life imperfectly than to imitate someone else’s perfectly.
- Elizabeth Gilbert
Good morning, friends! I hope you had a peaceful weekend, with more than a little joy. We all need that once in a while.
I saw a story on the news this weekend of a young lady from Durham who ran in the recent Boston Marathon. That is a great achievement for anyone. In modern races, bibs (the number sheet worn and attached to the shirt) have an electronic element that triggers photos along the route which can be sold to the runners. When the young lady checked her photos online days after the race she noticed that of the 100+ pictures only 20 were of her; the other 80+ were of four other people (two men even!) who had "stolen" her bib number to run without paying or qualifying. Such dishonesty raises negative feelings in most people; we want things to be honest, on the up and up, truthful. Whose bibs are we stealing, though? Oh, most of us will never come near any marathon, except the marathon of life. In that race, are you honestly running your own race, or are you wearing a gaggle of bibs representing the many false lives you are trying to borrow from other persons? What is it about your life you feel unworthy to be sincere and truthful? Those other bibs we wear aren't helpful or protective in any way; they are heavy and burdensome, preventing us from full and productive life. There is a you inside of you that is not defined by your past, your boss, your family, your friends, your heroes, or anybody else. It is you, just you, exactly you, uniquely you. That person deserves a voice, a life, a chance. The greener grass you see on the other side of the fence is fake; the field inside of you is fertile. Be yourself; it's your best chance for a happy, blessed, whole life. And I can't wait to meet you! Have a great week.