I am inevit
ably a people watcher. I find people absolutely fascinating and love to watch them. Yesterday, I watched an old man ride by on a tricycle with a top hat. His dog was on a leash leading the way with painted on eyebrows. Tonight I saw a man in his 70’s with a rainbow beanie hat, long white beard, overalls, and navy blue Converse chucks having coffee across from me. They made me smile. The smile comes from a place of authenticity. They are not trying to be anyone but themselves…and I get the impression they have mastered it.
This morning my son said, “Mommy, I could be Spider-Man and you could be Spider-Girl. Can we be superhero partners?”
“Yes lil’ man, we can. Now lets go save the world.”
My son is finding his own identity. Right now he wants to be a super hero, and I won’t be the one to tell him he can’t. We all have a little super hero in us. Over our lifetimes we create our identities. Sometimes we let other things shape us into what they want us to be (work, relationships, friendships, etc). I have such a high respect for people who can authentically be themselves. I love watching my son master this.
Sometimes we lose touch with ourselves. We get so caught up in the “doing” we lose track of the “being”.
Who are you? Are you a closeted super hero just wanting to put on a cape and do some good in the world? Are you a sexy vixen who needs a night of dressing up and going out to tap back into your inner sex goddess? Are you a carefree spirit who maybe just needs to crank up the music and dance around the house naked when no one is looking? Who are you? Do something that makes you feel like you again.
