Becoming Who We Are

And, isn’t it our job as humans being, to find our who we are and then live that as fully as possible? Why define ourselves so narrowly, as schools and cult-ure so often seem to press us to do?

I love people whose lives are beyond the range or scope of any predictability.

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And, isn’t it our job as humans being, to find our who we are and then live that as fully as possible? Why define ourselves so narrowly, as schools and cult-ure so often seem to press us to do?

I love people whose lives are beyond the range or scope of any predictability. Because they go where their passions are. They do many things. They don’t worry about being hard to “brand” or “market” or “define.” They also know that with enough time for reflection that it will all make sense in the end. The narrative of our lives is there for us with all the twists and turns. Just because someone else can’t see that or that we ourselves may be puzzled temporarily, doesn’t mean that we’re crazy or fringe or anything. Maybe it just means we’re really living a rich, full life. Maybe it’s okay to figure it out, make it up as we go along.

Remember that being a renaissance person was once considered a pinnacle experience of life. What happened to that?

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People who live this way, maybe cutting in and out of occupations, pushing boundaries, digging in to life with the kind of relentless passion I’ve come to associate with Border Collies, have my love and admiration. They trust the universe to catch them. Perhaps, they feel as I do, that living for someone else’s expectations is boring and a waste of time and talent; a spit in the face of the blessing, the damn grace of being a live, sentient, human being right now.

The chance of being a human is so very teeny tiny. There’s more of most every other kind of creature out there. Think about it. Don’t believe me? Google it.

Take a closer look, its so beautiful! It's alive!

Here’s what Wikipedia has for a fast hit:

Although more than 99 percent of all species that ever lived on the planet are estimated to be extinct,[7][8] there are currently 10–14 million species of life on the Earth.[9] The number of described species has been estimated at 1,899,587.[10] 2000–2009 saw approximately 17,000 species described per year.[10] The total number of undescribed organisms is unknown, but marine microbial species alone could number 20,000,000.[10] The number of quantified species will ipso facto always lag behind the number of described species, and species contained in these lists tend to be on the K side of the r/K selection continuum.

As humans we get to really rock who we are.

So, let’s do this thing.

And let’s make it count for love, for keeping the gifts we have moving, sharing and making the world better than we found it. That’s my promise. I’ll do my best to do that every day. And when I screw it up, because we all sometimes, I will apologize, try to learn where I went off the rails and move on.

Who do you know who inspires you by living their fullest with kindness, creativity and compassion?

Love to you all. May all find peace.

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Author: Hillary Johnson

Improvisational documentary and fine art photographer.

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