I so desperately want an 'authentic' and 'original' life...

Sometimes it makes me laugh at myself.

In high school, it felt so wrong to use someone else's quote.  I wrote my own, and it was too long (as you would expect)...  I am going to find this and publish it via this Harmony conversation soon... it's a little embarrassing, but it will be amusing.  It's all about the entertainment ;-)

I have always felt a need to author my own voice.

We are in the middle of developing an important presentation for some clients, and are in a position where I have to use a partner firm to develop it... and it's KILLING me...

To speak from someone else's words,

and visually present in a way that I find less clear than I would do on my own... 

is so HARD for me...

Every ounce of my being wants to throw it all away and start from scratch.

But there is an important lesson for me regarding life...

and humility...

YES - "I am the author, and life is my book, my only work of art..."

And, life sometimes requires you to be part of a team, and speak more from a collective voice...

It's not only my desire for originality...

In fact, that is not nearly what is at the core of it...

It's leaving  a better version of the words unsaid, or off the page...

It's like you see a better version of the painting by altering the strokes, 

but sometimes in life it's not your painting alone...

Amused by how much that messes with my head and how very passionately and deeply those emotions move me...

At the end of the day, I find comfort in knowing that I will use my words, and present my style... leveraging the hard work from our partners as a backdrop.

I have a hard time accepting something, when better is a stroke away.

And, it's arrogant for me to think I know better...

but, there are some moments... and this is one of them...

If someone is presenting MY idea... MY strategy... MY plan...

I want it to be the very best version that I can create...

"I am the author.

Life is my book.

My only work of art."

I'm still getting to know myself... 

and the depth of this emotion 

amuses me...

and DEFINES me.

in harmony,

Nestor

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