When you walk around in a world of uniqueness, nothing is ugly; every person has an inherited beauty in your eyes that denies you to destroy it. The thing that breathes becomes a precious part of your life circle as you pay homage to its:
Uniqueness,
Unique,
Einzigartigkeit,
Unicità.
Uniqueness is at war with every economic, sociological and political system that tries to make men and women alike. In uniqueness, equality does not exist. How could it? Men are formed from boys who become men that are different from other men, and women are formed from girls who become women who are different from other women. No one is alike, yet there is this futile effort by:
Fashion,
Politics,
Families,
Lovers,
Friends,
And the media,
To make us all similar and to wipe out our differences.
If we lose,
Our uniqueness,
Notre Unicitè,
La nostra Unicità,
Unsere Einzigartigkeit,
We lose ourselves. No longer individuals, we become like everyone else, and our world becomes,
Bland,
Dreary,
And dark.
"Enough," the woman replied yelling at the top of her voice. She stomped her right foot against the ocean. "I demand answers to my questions."
"What questions?"
"All of the questions I've been asking you along the way. I demand answers, right now, or......"
"Or what?"
"Or you can forget the rest of the journey because I am staying here."
"Are you having a bad day?"
"No, I just want some answers:"
"I thought you wanted to fulfill your life's purpose."
"I do, but why can't I be like the others?"
"So, you want to be like the others?"
"Yes and No."
"Then, why do you want to be like them?"
"Because it might be fun, and I wouldn't feel so alone."
"So you do want to be like the others?"
"Didn't you hear me say Yes and No? I'd much rather be me, but........."
"Then let's move on."
"But you haven't answered any of my questions."
"I don't have to because you've answered all of them yourself."
"How did I do that?"
"By saying you wanted to be who you are. No one else can be who you are but you. Beautiful in every way, you are unique."
"Which means?"
"Let's move on."
Ciao,
Pat Garcia
Uniques - French, Einzigartig - German, Unico - Italian and their noun derivatives are language translations courtesy of the Google Translator.
Patricia, an extraordinary post thank you. Imagine if we were all uniform and the same, with no special individual qualities to offer the other - we would never learn the beauty of the other lying below the surface, never extending our own uniqueness.
ReplyDeleteI guess in some way we feel that being like the others will gain us acceptance - but at what price? Too high to bear.
Susan Scott's Soul Stuff
Yes, you ARE unique and I love your posting. Too many people forget about being "unique" as they try to mold themselves into a square box. Thanks for adding the spring... to encourage people to jump out of that square box... to be their own "Unique" selves! Great posting! Thanks!
ReplyDeleteOnce again, a smile is all I have. I am satisfied within. I very much like it. Thank you, Patti, I am just me, thank God!
ReplyDeleteVery good, you know I actual love being me now. I don't think I'd change anything.
ReplyDeleteDo you ever think we're all so worried about how we are unique that we might forget what we have in common?
ReplyDeleteLarry, interesting comment!
ReplyDeletePatricia, I enjoyed this one --another unigue one to add to the collection. It was a pleasure to read. I think every human is unigue unto themselves--yet as larry says, all with common links to others.
Love, micki