Some say there is “no such thing as normal”. But yes, there is.
Normal is being happy, and sad. It is getting angry, and then learning to forgive, letting it go. Normal is love and heartbreak. It is receiving and giving. It is impatience, and practicing how to be patient. It is calm, and it is roiling energy. It is in fear and in bravery. It is in recklessness and in caution.
It is also in the fact that most do not see that every single person we meet is just as ‘normal’ as we are.
It is in perceiving the grass as greener on the other side, it is in the idea that life is easier for someone else, when in truth they are simply dealing with different experiences … some of which may actually be more difficult than our own. It is seeing someone doing well, simply because that is what they choose for you to see, where as others will let themselves go so it is obvious how miserable they are to those who will pay attention.
It is in looking at the surface of things and assuming we know, when it is impossible for we cannot read the inner thoughts of a person. (At least most people can’t). Heck, most people cannot even understand the inner workings of their own mind, never comprehending what it is that continuously flips their emotional triggers.
It is in ignoring pain rather than healing it. It is in hoarding wealth rather than sharing it. It is in collecting stuff even when it isn’t needed.
It is living in fear of so many things while wearing the stature of courage.
It is also in lying to ourselves about this and that, all the while saying we are not. It is about creating an image we wish others to associate our beingness to. It is in pretending.
It is truly difficult to break down all these barriers and get to the crux of what makes us tick. First there must be the desire to do that, rather than go shopping, or eat, or drink and drug, or try to fist fight our way out of the pain this world hands us.
It is a challenge to smile in the face of adversity … it may be easier if one cries a little, and then laughs at it. Some may say that sounds unstable, a little crazy even, but that, too, is normal.
People are so busy holding tightly to the pieces of themselves they are most comfortable with, and then pointing out the things they are not comfortable with they see in others, playing judge, all the while not recognizing that these ‘negatives’ are in them also … otherwise they would never be able to perceive them.
Normal … what is it exactly except, Every. Single. Thing. Imaginable.
Its in accepting the challenge of seeking what rings true, it’s also in creating a story in which one can be comfortable. It is in doing what we can without cracking our minds, yet sometimes it is the cracking open of psyche that allows things to become more clear.
Look around you and see … so much of you is in everything.