I love the New Year! Mostly because I can look forward to accidentally writing the date wrong on EVERYTHING for two months!
Also, I get to look forward to buying approximately $200 worth of P90X equipment that will gather dust in my basement after one use!
Also, I get to look forward to one more funny thing that I will think of later!
But mostly, I get all up in the sky about the resolutions.
The magic resolutions.
I make a lot of them. And not all of them involve finishing The Wheel of Time series (I’m on book 112) or finding my “spirit center” (it’s in my pancreas) or getting out of my debt to the universe (I owe him several of my souls). Actually, this year I have only ONE RESOLUTION:
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I WANT TO BE MORE WEIRD
Yes, I said
BE MORE WEIRD
(Also, lose ten pounds)
BUT MOSTLY, I MUST BE MORE WEIRD
And so should you!
YOUR WEIRDNESS (ANNOTATED)
At some point (probably during Middle School) you realized you were different from others. You laughed at things other people wept at. You dressed funny, either by accident or choice. You had weird basement hobbies like playing Risk or tearing apart VCR’s. You really, truly understood the movie Time Bandit in ways normal people could only desperately dream of. Most of all, you wanted something bigger than the inane popular kitsch of your generation.You dreamed big things and welcomed odd experiences.
You were weird.
The moment you discovered you were weird (probably thanks to some Middle School jerk) you understood how frustrating and dangerous it could be. You learned to hide it over time. You got so good at hiding it, you even hid it from yourself. Slowly, you learned the rules of “the normals” enough to look, smell and talk like one of them. You lied to your parents about your weirdness. You lied to your friends. You kept your weirdness firmly locked inside the cupboards of your soul.
Through it all, you carved these hard truth into the concrete:
It’s just not okay to be weird.
I can’t be weird and have what I want in life.
I don’t want to be the weird one.
People will reject me if I’m weird.
Being weird hurts.
WHY WE NEED YOUR WEIRDNESS
Highly intelligent and creative people have long been known for their weirdness. Inventor Yoshiro Nakamatsu (Nobel Prize-winning inventor of the floppy disc as well as 3,000 other patents) likes to dive really deep inside a custom built “think tank,” almost drowning, so he can gain “that flash of insight.” Truman Capote wouldn’t stay in hotel rooms with the number 13 on the door and wouldn’t leave more than three cigarettes in an ashtray at a time. Flannery O’Conner kept peacocks!
But what about you and me? Where do we fit in?
The truth is, we don’t.
Have you ever heard of a grosser set of words, anyway? Fit in?
If we let go of that notion of “fitting in” then we can finally relax into our weirdness. But best of all, it will allow other weirdos to find us. Because we are looking for each other. Isn’t that what we are all doing, us weirdos?
I am always delighted when I meet someone who is weird in the same way I am. I go all dancing poodle about it. But its rare. Like, once a year rare. But I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Besides, I am tired of fitting in. I am also tired of normals. They are bad for my digestion. They are, in fact, constipating the flow of ideas, the flow of (dare I use this word?) authenticity in my life. While I don’t advocate locking them all in cages, I don’t care to invite them to my Time Bandit-themed birthday parties. Because they will never understand that movie the way I do! Never!
About ten years ago a quote became very popular. And although I am tired of seeing it on memes and Hallmark bookmarks (say that five times fast), I think it perfectly sums up why being weird is important. I have liberally changed some of the words. See if you can guess which ones!
“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are weird beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, ‘Who am I to be odd, strange, goofy, cra-cra?’ Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of bizarre. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won’t feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the weirdness that is within us. It’s not just in some of us; it’s in everyone. And as we let our own weird shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own normality, our presence automatically liberates others.”
― Marianne Williamson and also Erika Viktor
During 2015 I will blog often about being weird. I will share stories of my attempts at being weird. I will encourage and help you to be more weird. And . . . there will be products!
Because all concepts originating from the human mind must, and should be monetized, I created t-shirts, phone cases, pillows and all manner of printable objects that encourage others to be weird. There will be a few new designs each month in the year 2015, and they will get progressively more funny and bizarre as time goes by. I have even enlisted children to design a few of the t-shirts!
The first design is available here. All proceeds go to buying back all my souls from the Universe.
Please comment and share if you agree that we need more weirdness in this world!
What is your New Years resolution?
Are you ready to be weird?
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