Wednesday, November 3, 2010

Ridiculously Extraordinary

That is the title of a blog I ran across recently. Isn’t that wonderful? It’s fun just to say it. Try it – say it out loud. Ridiculously extraordinary! Doesn’t that make your spirit perk up and your heart sing?

It reminds me of my favorite quote from A Course in Miracles. “Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.”

I’ve been reading posts and comments on other blogs by women who are struggling to feel good about themselves. That’s all of us, right? Not just women. Where did we get the idea that we are not good enough? Is it our culture? Religion? The Dalai Lama was mystified when someone asked him a question about self-hatred. He didn’t understand the concept at all.

Hmm. Well, maybe why we feel that way is not as important as whether we have to feel that way. I had a friend named Faye, a Mississippi steel magnolia. She was 5 feet tall on a good day. No matter how casual the occasion, she wore spike heels and carried herself like a runway model. She was as feisty as a bantam rooster. One day when she was being her hilarious self, I said, “Faye, you are too much.” She drew herself up and said in her sweetest southern drawl, “Oh no, honey, I am just right.”

And she was. As are we all. More than just right. Ridiculously extraordinary.

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