Twice this week, events happened that led me to today’s topic.
First, I was in a work meeting. It was a bunch of folks who all work for the same cause but don't see much of one another because we work in different programs and different facilities. The guy over the meeting had everyone introduce themselves and participate in an ice breaker. One of those "let's-get-to-know-each-other-a-little-bit" kind of games. We were instructed to say something unique about ourselves.
It was amazing to watch. You could actually see everyone think inwardly, identify something totally cool and unique about themselves, and then close the shutters on that specific thing. Instead, everything that we talked about was unique, but it was kind of superficial. I'm not judging. I did it too. Unique thing about me: I write novels in my spare time. The unique thing I shared with the group: I met my husband online through one random e-mail and we've been together ever since.
Second, the other night my husband was watching/reading the news online and he came across this story about Miss Indiana. The one about how she's "normal" and has an "average" body. It was interesting. Miss Indiana is a regular person who entered a pageant and decided to not be anorexic skinny in the process (though there is debate about whether she’s still too skinny for her height/build). Of course there's all kinds of media hype about what is normal, how we define normal, and whether or not all of us in the known world of social media think Mekayla Diehl is normal based on whether we tweet, like, comment, etc.
Like I said, it was interesting. Any time a panel of people is put together to discuss on national news the normalcy of a woman's body size, things get interesting. But it got me to thinking about image. And not just body image, but what we see when we look at our own image, beyond what we see in the mirror. Which led me to the idea of how we imagine ourselves.
Imagine you for a minute. Not the you that everyone else sees at the office or at family reunions or at school. Not the you that sits on the city bus, the train, or the plane. You know, the you that no one even knows. But imagine the real you. Imagine the person you are on the inside.
Can you see the difference? The thing I shared at the work meeting is something I would easily share at any dinner party. The thing I didn't share is the thing you only know about me if you really take time to get to know me. As for Mekayla, she's unique in her own way, regardless of her weight. We are all so much more than what others see on the outside.
So, imagine you for a minute. Forget about whether other people think you're normal or average or whatever else you've heard. Who are you on the inside? What makes you unique? You don't have to be a celebrity or be famous; you just have to be you. Because regardless of what anyone thinks or what they tweet about you or whether or not they like you on Facebook, you are unique. Imagine you. Do you like what you see? Because that's all that matters.