Forgive me yet again as
I try to formulate the thoughts in my mind to whomever may come across
it.
I’ve always felt a bit of a fraud. Let me explain through a couple examples.
When I was in elementary
school they started taking people they saw a natural intelligence talent in to
take a test for an accelerated program called Express. They took my sister in
and she became part of the program. They would get taken out of class into
another class that really developed certain aspects of the learning
process. I think I’ve mentioned before that when I was little, my
dad sat me on his lap and told me I could do anything I put my mind to and it
stuck with me. I wasn’t chosen to go test for the program. That natural talent
wasn’t seen in me. That bothered me so I asked if I could test. They hesitantly
agreed. I missed it by one question. Things stick with me and here I am 30
years later and I can still tell you that question I missed was about puppies.
At that point I could have taken what everyone already knew- that it just
wasn’t something I was- but I don’t like people telling me what I can and can’t
do. I studied hard and asked to take the test again. The teachers had seen how
hard I took it the time before, but reluctantly let me take it. I passed. It
wasn’t long into the program I knew I wasn’t like the rest of the kids there.
Things came so easily to them that I had to process and work HARD at. I pushed
myself and continued to do the things though I felt a struggle to keep up with
the natural ability of others. I gained a lot of experiences and programs I did
in the process that really helped me grow. I was in honors programs, a tutor
and have knowledge I know I wouldn’t have otherwise had.
When I was in middle
school I wanted to join the band program. I wanted to play the trumpet. I was
told that I didn’t have the right structure with my lips to ever succeed as a
trumpet player and encouraged to play the clarinet. Besides, kinda a boy
instrument, right? Um…. Nope. Not me. Don’t tell me what I can and can’t do. I
insisted on playing the trumpet. I had to work so hard to make up for things. I
played lead in many places, and state places it was apparent to me that some of
the things came a lot more natural to others. It pushed me to work harder. I
went on to first section All-State multiple years, and played lead in college.
Present times people try
to compliment me on the fact I have “so many natural” talents and that it seems
things come easy to me. This is where I feel like a fraud. Things DON’T come
easy to me. I have to develop things to grow talents I want to have or mean
something to me. Yes, I do have some natural knacks, but generally the ones
people notice are the ones I’ve worked hard at.
Throughout this weight
loss process, I’ve talked a lot about plateaus I hit and have to work through
something. My most recent plateau has hit so hard. I expressed to a friend of
mine that it’s scary. I’ve always identified as this hard working, tough,
tender hearted, OVERWEIGHT gal. I was on the treadmill this morning and some
things really hit me.
It started with the fact
that I’m NOT a runner. I suck at it. I have to walk more than I run, I hurt,
I’m slow, I’m chubby. It then made me think of those other experiences I
mentioned above. Who said a “runner” had to be anything in particular? I was
identified as someone who didn’t have a natural intellect talent. I was
identified as someone who would never succeed at trumpet. What is a runner? Why
do we have to be a certain way to be seen as something? I dug in my heels and
kept at the treadmill and the thought process. Just because I’m not the
standard runner, does not mean I can’t be a great runner. Like the other
experiences, work and developing has to happen. I don’t doubt my capability to
obtain it. I know I will become a runner. And with that… I’m NOT a fraud! Just
because something isn’t natural and you have to work at it, doesn’t mean it is
something you can’t do. I AM an educated person. I AM a musician. I will be a
runner.
The thought process
continued. My plateau. So often we put these perimeters on what things will
look like. I’ve been afraid of the unknown because I’ve never been a
“skinny” person. I’ve grown strength and wisdom, and really who I am- all while
being fat. It’s almost like I felt like I need to change me to get that and
it's simply not true.
I thought of the
conversion process in the gospel. People are born with the light of Christ. It
is a part of them. When someone hasn’t been involved in a gospel setting and
start learning of church and God and Jesus Christ, it doesn’t mean they have to
change who they are. It is a personal relationship with God and Christ. This
only GROWS who they are. Sometimes things change and choices and what we put in
our bodies or spirits. But simply it is grasping, and feeling, and letting
these things in our hearts. And we grow. We develop. We are better for it, even
if it takes work.
This morning as I laid
out all these thoughts while I moved on the treadmill I busted through the
mental plateau I was having. I can be skinny and not weak. I can be fit and
maintain who I am and be tender and love others. I’ve labeled an identity on
myself thinking that the mold of what could be would have to be different
instead of looking at it as the growth of my core like a conversion to the
gospel. I have the power to define what it is I want to be or accomplish. Just
because I had to work at music or my mind, does not negate the fact that I was
able to achieve that. Just because I may look different does not negate my core
of who I am or what I can achieve. These fallacies and labels we put
on others or ourselves are a crutch. Because something looks one way, does not
mean it has to be that way. We have the power to develop and create whatever we
want! We have the ability to put in the work. It doesn’t HAVE to look a certain
way. We have EVERYTHING at our fingertips. Have we had the change of heart to
reach out and grasp those things that will help make us great?
My weight loss isn't
LOSING anything. I'm empowered to know I have the ability to grow into
something even better. I'm grateful for it. And who knows... maybe down the
road I'll get complimented on my natural ability :-) .
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