I gave an answer that I hadn’t rehearsed and didn’t know I could give.
I was experiencing flow. The sense that energy spills from my spirit without incurring a debt against the stores that exist there. My heart, mind and soul were in communion and produced a result that none could give on their own. I was truly and entirely myself.
But the space and people that had supported and assisted in the laying of the foundation, the ones I thought were safe, became unsafe. The ground encompassing my foundation began to quake. It could no longer support me. So I hefted that foundation and everything laid upon it to another location. One that wasn’t prepared for the relocation.
What had felt beautiful and whole, began to feel haunted and flawed. Like a restaurant that thrives, so the owners open a second one in another location and it…flops. Like regional fare that is passed over outside of the place it originates from.
I’ve felt lost and unseen. Stuck inside my “shell”.
I’ve inspected the foundation and house I had built on top of it over and over. Was it what I thought it was? Was I mistaken? Was it an illusion? Did I see a castle where a haunted house existed? Was my foundation flawed and the structure built upon it shabby?
I think the answers are: it was what I thought it was. I was not mistaken. It wasn’t an illusion. I saw a house, not a castle and it isn’t haunted. My foundation wasn’t flawed and the structure isn’t shabby.
I just can’t allow other people's opinions and perception of my usefulness to define the reality of those things. Because they don’t.
Sometimes people just don’t have experience with something so they don’t recognize what they have. Maybe the people who first discovered coal didn’t know its purpose. Maybe it took a while for cotton to reach its full potential as a useful material. It took a while for Cincinnati chili to grow on me. Now I look forward to a visit to Skyline.
It’s just taking a while for people to recognize the design and value of my foundation, structure and the amenities and resources they provide. Or maybe the people in the place where I moved won't ever find me valuable or useful. That also doesn't change it, and it doesn't mean they are bad. Not everything resonates with every place or person. There are no Skyline Chili's in Texas, and that's okay.

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