NEVER FIT IN Face it. Youll never fit in. And thats a wonderful thing! And theres a very good reason why youll never fit in. Theres no such thing as fitting in at all. You see, objects fit in. Things fit in. Lumps of concrete fit in holes. Blocks of wood fit in containers. Humans cannot fit in, unless they have reduced themselves to lumps, numbed themselves to life and adventure and the ever-present possibility of transformation. Humans relate. Humans feel. Humans experience life first-hand, touch life where life is happening, have attitudes and perspectives that are ever-changing, urges that are constantly shifting. Something alive and vital cannot fit in, no matter how hard it tries. Therein lies the rub - and the freedom. The secret? Everybody is trying to fit in, and nobody feels like they fit in... even when they seem to fit in! Fitting in is not possible at all, when you realise that you are alive and therefore have no fixed self. Because even if you were to fit in, even if they finally let you into the club, at what cost would that come to your mental health, your sanity, your inner peace, your awakening? Would you have to play a role to fit in? Squeeze all that precious aliveness out of yourself? Numb your deepest longings and urges? Behave? Perform? Be a good, very kind or very spiritual boy or girl? Say the right thing? Hide what you really feel? Stop asking questions? Try to be something that youre not? Did you ever really want to fit in, friend? If you were accepted, liked, approved of by others for the role you were playing, the persona you were carefully crafting, the self you were holding up, would it truly satisfy? Surrounded by a cast of thousands, playing an empty role devoid of truth, wouldnt you still feel like an outcast, far from home? In the perfect relationship, yet having sacrificed your inner freedom, wouldnt you long to break free again? Its delicious, ingenious, perfect, intelligent, that you never felt like you fit in. It means that you were always alive, and therefore unique and irreplaceable, designed to resist any kind of labelling whatsoever, unable to be pinned down or reduced to a category. To paraphrase Groucho Marx, youd never want to belong a club that would have you as a member, anyway. - Jeff Foster
Posted on: Tue, 27 May 2014 09:08:37 +0000
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