My first thought as I awoke this morning was one of pleasant relief….my blog site was still there as I had left it last night! Then I started my day with those words churning around my mind…..whose words?
I know I wanted to make sure that anything I said here would include an acknowledgment of the author.
Having said that, over the years I have attended many, many workshops. I’ve listened to speakers, coaches, trainers, seminar leaders and authors speaking some great stuff. I’ve made notes for a lot of those years and no longer have any idea who said what! The original wording may have faded, and the sense of a lot of them has become such a part of my mental archives that I can only consider them to be my own.
So, let me include a general acknowledgment for all the great pieces of literature, the authors, and I thank you for allowing me to use some of it in these notes.
Hey, that doesn’t mean I wouldn’t have thought of them, except you did it first!
That brings up a thought……when my parents say, “You sound just like your father!”…….Yipes! I just had a flashback! I remember thinking a few times that my children actually sound like me!……or my music teacher suggests I practice until I sound something like the original composer, or my teacher gives me good marks if I can reproduce the essence of the book material, as someone else wrote it, so….when I go out into the world, whose words am I using in all my interactions? If they are not my own, then how do I “Just be yourself!”
My head seems to always be full of thoughts. I’m pretty sure that most of them are not my own, and yet I am also pretty sure that they lead my life around like I am some kind of secondary player in the whole scenario. So, if I were to look closely at my interactions from outside myself, would I notice that I have prejudices that I didn’t even invent?
It appears that most of the stuff in my head is rules, regulations, commands, tips and techniques, and everything else whose purpose is to make me a good citizen, pay my bills and make a good impression.
It seems that it would really matter to me if I were the author of my words. If I were, I would have to understand that I would be subject to disapproval or even rejection…..horrors! I would have to trust that they’d take me on a merry ride ‘where no one has gone before’!
That sounds kind of exciting. Yeah, that would really matter!
Rich