Dare to Be Different… Because Different isn’t Bad, it’s Just Different…

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My (illicit) photo of DaVinci’s backward handwriting, from the Uffizi in Florence, Italy, 2018 (security guard caught me before I could take more shots)

Don’t Fit the Mold? Me Neither!

I’ve always been a square-peg-round-hole kind of person. I have never fit into any particular mold, which is why I never hung out with any ‘popular’ crowd in grade or high school (or at any other time in my life). I realized early on that to do that would mean I would have to give up my individual ideas for the sake of the ‘group mentality’ one finds in those so-called popular cliques.

From the outside, they appear to be the kind of people every other kid in school (read: nerds, outsiders and smart kids) yearns to be. Yet anyone who has ever been on the outer edge of one of these social circles knows the truth of their required conformist behavior.

A ‘Different’ Light Bulb

It took me through my early college years to understand the label of ‘different’ and decided it was complimentary even though it was never intended to be anything but demoralizing. I haven’t minded being different. My ideas, ideals, points of view and opinions were almost always the Devil’s Advocate in any room or group and I felt that was my strength, to see what others cannot. What I have struggled with is how I was treated back then, because I didn’t perceive/experience the world the way everyone else did (and still don’t) and how it has shaped my (occasionally negative) self-perception.

All along the way I was bullied by people who couldn’t handle my ‘different-ness’ and thus belittled me because they, it turned out, were the problem. They didn’t know what to do with a kid who saw the world in the unique and colorful way. They sent the message that being different was something terrible/wrong, something others should not or could not tolerate. I upset their status quo and the only way they knew how to respond was to knock me down physically and verbally.

A Genius of a ‘Different’ Color

Leonardo DaVinci, the famous Italian painter (of the Mona Lisa and so much more), was one of those ‘different’ people, in ways perhaps too numerous to count. His artistic talents (painting, sketching, sculpting), math skills (polymath), engineering, architecture and more, were so far ahead of his time that many couldn’t see his brilliance and foresight. To completely define his ‘different-ness,’ DaVinci, left-hand dominant, wrote fluidly in reverse composition (see photo above) in his native Old Italian.

I can use my right/left hands almost equally in some situations but I’m mostly right-hand dominant. I sometimes prefer one over the other in certain situations – I batted lefty/righty in baseball, played field hockey lefty and tennis righty.

It dawned on me that right-handed people write outward from the body. It’s a natural flow of movement. I tried writing backward with my left hand and, though a bit awkward at first, found that writing away from the body on the left side is just as natural. You have spend some time thinking about how to shape the letters in reverse. I was intrigued by the process.

Many ‘experts’ have pondered why Da Vinci wrote in reverse. I can’t help but theorize it was because that is the natural movement/flow for someone who is left-hand dominant. Regardless of the reason, it was one of many aspects that made him different – not wrong, not bad, just different. I can’t imagine our modern life without his contributions, can you?

Celebrate your different-ness. Don’t let others knock you down for seeing the world uniquely. Use your artistic abilities to express who you are and what you see, not who/what others want you to be.

Remember, it’s their failing, not yours.

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Ruin Is the Road to Transformation…So What Are You Waiting For?

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Quote by author Elizabeth Gilbert from the book/movie, Eat Pray Love

Lesson Learned…Again and Again

I watched Eat Pray Love again last weekend, for the umpteenth time…and each time I watch it I glean some lesson, either newly learned or temporarily forgotten, from the wise and wonderful words written by author Elizabeth Gilbert. I found the book much funnier than the movie because her voice was more present in the writing but not in the overall script. I keep returning to the movie for bits of badly needed wisdom, as if it were a roadmap of my own life.

Like Humpty Dumpty, Only Better

What always hits home for me is the quote above about transformation. About getting knocked down repeatedly and rearranging yourself or your life because it’s necessary in order to move forward, out of a stuck place. The message is: You have to be willing to fall apart to put yourself back together again.

It’s also a bit like my Badly Designed Parking Lot post…because it’s about recognizing what isn’t working for you in your life (job, home, relationships, writing gigs, etc.) and making a conscious decision to change what needs to be changed. Change is always chaotic until the cycle is complete. Only then can we see in hindsight that those changes were right and necessary, however uncomfortable. Getting out of our comfort zones is what activates us; staying in those comfort zones (fear of change), whether you realize it or not, is not all that comfortable. It’s just familiar (read: less scary).

Ouch, That Hurts…

As of late, I have been banging my head against the proverbial brick wall with – surprise – the same (undesirable) result each time. And when I made a decision to finally and completely let go, I went quiet inside because, as I now realize, it was the right decision, no matter how risky I deemed it to be. The proverbial leap of faith. And it paid off.

Long story short: Two years of temp jobs weren’t working out (for a variety of reasons) and the last one, due to run about eight months, was cut short after only four days, by the client. I wasn’t all that upset – which surprised me – but my approach to this ongoing issue (that brick wall I’d been banging my head against for two years) was simple and logical. I sent an email saying I no longer wanted to work for the agency or their client. I was done being chewed up and spit out.

We are often forced down that road to transformation because we reach a boiling point, a point where no amount of contrition from the trespassers will keep us from making the right and necessary decision.

The Relief, the Freedom

My (new) passive income kicked in this month and allows me time for art projects I’ve been putting together. Hundreds of ideas zip around in my head and my imagination has free reign in my brain. Now I have both options and time (but not too much $$ but that too can be changed with a little effort). What a feeling. A family member responded to my news with this: “So you have joined the ranks of the “senior, experienced, wise, freed up, interested, etc.  Enjoy while you can.”

I plan to. Because all the ruination/transformation that has defined so much of my life seems to finally be winding down. And I can breathe. Truly and deeply. And it feels oh, so good.

And so can you. If only you let go. So what are you waiting for?

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Where Art Thou, Art?

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Source: Google Images/sclance.com

I was right.

That Saturn Opposition Moon kicking my butt through November? Evidently it’s an opportunity (though inconvenient, as usual) provided by the Universe for me to get off my butt and make art. Write more, paint more, create, create, create. On a whim, I recently sat down with a reader, Debra, who used Tarot, Numerology, and palm reading to give me some perspective. She validated and reinforced that I have an opportunity, in the midst of a difficult and emotionally charged personal crisis (yep, another one, sheesh), to create whenever I have free time. She explained how my parents set me up to be someone else (and it’s NOT working, I’ll tell you that)…and maybe yours did, too.

Debra also told me that selling/sales (my current gig) is the ‘lowest form’ of vibration and I should be doing the higher form, which is making and selling my art, possibly even starting my own company. Hmmm…seem to remember that Redbubble site, with some of my artwork on it, not doing so well (maybe the wrong format, is all). But I get what she’s saying…I’m under-selling my skills, my art and myself by not actively creating.

Are you guilty of this as well? How many of you are following your true path? How many of you are following a path set by your parents (and their best intentions for wanting us to succeed according to how they defined success)? Artists, painters, writers, and such didn’t raise us all. Most of us were raised by parents who set us on that conformist path of ‘success’: college (Bachelor’s), then more college (MBA), then off to a swanky white collar job that is sure to suck the life out of anyone with even a hint of creativity because we were taught that art is NOT a way to earn a living, that art is NOT for serious-minded folks.

Hmmm…

No wonder there’s so much unhappiness in the world. We’re living false lives. We’ve been deluded into believing there isn’t a place for our art, so we trudge on to the respectable, reliable job to pay the bills and bury the artsy stuff in a box in the back of the closet behind an outfit that hasn’t been worn in three years.

The tricky part is getting back on track after being off that track for so damn long. If you veered off your artistic course, what did you do to get back to your calling? What did you risk? What did you lose or gain?

Saw a sign somewhere today…it read:

“Success isn’t the road to happiness. Happiness is the road to success.” (Buddha)

Happiness in the form of creating our art, perhaps?