As my fingers dance to the melodic tune produced from graciously tapping the a-to-z keys beneath them; my mind is grappling with the decision to allow this seemingly bad romance to go any further. No, really! My intuition, reason of voice, and frontal lobe all seem to be screaming in agreement to immediately realize this lapse of judgement and take some type of action to prevent any further escalation of my self-destruction. To put it in perspective, I have about 5 other projects that should hold a much higher prioritization than this “random” piece, especially given that I have time constraints to abide by. But, I cannot so easily turn my eyes to the temptation to create. Plus, what kind of person would I be if I blatantly ignored the call of inspiration from my elusive creative genius? So, here it goes. But before I begin, I have a few requests (i.e., in order to maximize the impact of this piece). Sit back, ignore your Twitter notifications for a few minutes, and enjoy the visceral inspiration that hopefully engulfs your mind.
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Have you ever been afraid to do something because you’ve bought-in to the idea that you simply aren’t enough? It’s ok because I, too, am guilty of such an offense. Insecurity sucks. And I mean that quite literally - it sucks and drains our very soul out of existence - as if it worked on the behalf of a Dementor. But where does this pseudo-conviction stem from that causes us to halt and catch fire? Because we don’t have a bajillion followers? Or, because we haven't accepted our reflection? Or because of X, Y, or Z? The lies we feed ourselves often taste like delicious delicacies of defense activated to keep us safe and satisfied for the time being - until the next time we have a craving. But how do we overcome this dream-snatching enigma?
Before I offer a solution, I have a question for you. Are you a recent escapee of Azkaban? The reason I ask is because there may be an outsider alone in this world (with an oddly familiar scar) struggling to make sense of his/her identify and anxiously awaiting your much-needed arrival. So if you are planning a great escape, the coast is clear! I know we typically don’t consider ourselves fairy godfathers and godmothers, but hear me out. Since I started sharing, speaking, and accepting this new role in the limelight; I've had the most beautiful and fulfilling moments. For instance, just last month, I had a complete stranger approach me to kindly thank me for inspiring them because of something I said.
We often forget the extent of our reach and the potential within our grasp to change this world and help others. Here is the reality I have come to accept as my unavoidable truth: I will likely grapple with the uneasy feeling that I am not worthy until I accept me in my entirety. The brown skin and eyes, the black hair, and the fact that I have two last names isn’t something I should be ashamed of.
You don’t have to be “great” to accomplish “great” things. I come from a humble background and have quite arguably rewritten my destiny and changed my stars within these past 6 months. I feel like that dude, William, from a Knight's Tale! I don't know where I'll be in the next 6 months, but I do know that I won’t get in my own way. I guess I’m simply trying to say that all of us are all on the precipice of greatness at any given moment - whatever arbitrary perception that extrudes. But holding yourself back because you haven’t accepted your reflection is a complete tragedy (for you and the others that are waiting for your message).
I leave you with this final message. Stop accepting someone else's truth as yours. This is coming from a 29-year-old Hispanic male who not long ago was told I couldn't write a book (by a former person I looked up to) and decided to write one anyway! If you want to rewrite your stars, then first learn to accept and deal with your reflection. In fact, celebrate the fact that no one else is youer than you! And then as fast as you can, get out of your own way.
. . . You Are Enough!