© 2019 Samantha Jenkins
Every flower in the garden’s different and each blooms true to itself, without comparison or shame.
Every tree stands tall and proud, without being diminished by the majesty of the others that surround it.
Every creature has its unique way of being that suits its path in life, without expectation that it should change.
Every star shines brightly, without ever compromising its own light.
So what is it that makes it hard for us to claim OUR unique essence, beauty, majesty, and light?
What makes us compare our very existence? Or compels us to hide or snuff-out our light? Or the light of others?
Where were those who could teach us how to stand rooted in our own wild and essential nature …fully and without apology, like other creatures?
After all, what are we apologising for?
For not being as they expected or needed? For making others feel something they dislike? For not being good enough or too much in their eyes?
Who is that holds all these expectations about how we should be?
Does anyone ever question why that rose is red, rather than yellow? Or why the bee can fly but the lion can’t?
Does anyone compare flora and fauna and judge that one should be more like the other? Of course not.
But when it comes to us humans, there are all these ideas about how we should be, and who is better, and who is right, and who should change.
When we present ourself bare, in the truth of our own essential skin, we are too often made to feel shame.
It seems many would prefer us wrapped-up in the fur of pretence, and have us morph ourself to suit their personal desires and whims.
How come the ant and elephant are both respected as mighty ~ or the cactus and porcupine are both allowed to be spiky ~ or birds can freely fly in different directions and all are accepted.
Why is it that judgment, comparison, expectation, and critique are reserved for us humans?
Perhaps it’s fear that makes us believe we need to be better, or at least alike, in order to survive.
Maybe it's the psychic mirror within us that reflects back our wounds when we see another shine.
Maybe our own soul hunger feeds off making the other wrong and small.
In the face of this how do we honour, and trust in, the rightness of our unique being?
How do we dare declare, “Look at me, here I am, standing tall”?
How do we shake-off the collective pretence that has us feeling afraid of our truth?
How do we foster a balanced human ecosystem, where each person is seen as integral to the delicate web of life?
Where those who are cunning and adaptable are accepted like fox ~ and those who are timid and watchful are embraced like deer ~ and those who are powerful and proud be respected like lion?
How do we accept, embrace, and respect these same qualities in our self, first of all?
This is the real work of our species ~ to realise, respect, and protect the diversity that lives within our own self, and between us all.
To not modify or homogenise our humanity to suit our own, or other's, preferences, insecurities, or needs.
But to allow our uniqueness to flourish knowing that each and every one of us is essential, just as we are.
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