When we step outside the accepted norm we risk ruffling some feathers whether our own or others. If we never deviate from the norm we are left wondering if we lived our lives or the ones we were told we were supposed to live. We fear being labeled deviant but really it is simply another word for different. There are inherent biological constructs that make us want to belong and fit in. But if we do so at the cost of living the truth of who we are, what does it matter if we belong? I know I have found great peace in connecting with others with whom I consider my chosen tribe. I tried on many levels to fit into my family and culture from which I was raised. It was taught valuable things and learned important lessons and hold with great respect and those who played a role in my upbringing. It matters little at this point if the circumstances of my learning were the result of positive or negative experiences because like everyone else, the curriculum of life provides both. I was not looking for a deviation when it came to the trajectory of my life, but I seem to have found one. I spent most of my time trying to fit myself into a box not meant for me. It is hard to accept one’s own deviation as much as it can be a struggle to accept others. For me the longer I am in close relationship with God and get to know the truth of who I am, the more I see it is only by living this deviation that I can best honor where I come from. Society and families place all kinds of expectations on us and we take those in. We want so much to belong we lose sight of the power of deviation in providing a road towards inclusion with a tribe of our choosing. Life is about lessons and we do not get a grade. We simply get the chance to grow our hearts one step at a time and the deviation versus the expected may be the path with our name on it.
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