How I yearn to be there…
- September 1, 2005
The question of identity has always perplexed and intrigued me.
The paradox in human nature to want to stand out, to be different and unique enough to be noticed, and at the same time to “fit in” and not to be singled out, lest you are called a maverick, is fascinating. Strangely our comfort level comes from the assimilation in the surrounding environment and the knowingness of being one of them. Isn’t it strange that we often desire both, with the same intensity? I wonder if there was no societal pressure, who would we really be? Would we be even able to recognize ourselves? Or will we only then begin to find ourselves?
We sometimes spend a lifetime just finding the right balance. And then suddenly life makes you meet someone who has had the courage of conviction, who has not bothered to fit in, someone who is truly free spirited. Meeting that kind of a person inspires us to find ourselves.
Remember Mercy Mathew/Daya Bai? I wanted to put a face to the name and person that she is. For those who didn’t read my earlier posts about her, perhaps you may want to read them now to know this amazing person. I am sure that the world is full of people who are free spirited, not constrained by social norms and trust their inner wisdom. How I yearn to be there.