“Is it so bad, then, to be misunderstood? Pythagoras was misunderstood, and Socrates, and Jesus, and Luther, and Copernicus, and Galileo, and Newton, and every pure and wise spirit that ever took flesh. To be great is to be misunderstood.” – Ralph Waldo Emerson
Well, there you have it.
All these years of being misunderstood, and now I know why. I am great.
I would say, “Well, I could have told you that!” Except, I couldn’t have. Always before, the voice in my head would scream, “LIAR!”
But, I am beginning to “get” it. I am beginning to accept my fate as a unique, Divine creation, the only one of my kind.
It’s been fascinating to watch the cast of characters in my life shift and change over the years. From each connection, I have learned about myself. Each relationship has had a purpose.
As I understand myself better, as I learn about who I really am, I find I am:
- more confident
- more tolerant
- more joyful
- more connected
- less anxious
- less judgmental
I am still misunderstood, but now I don’t mind. It’s just because I am great.
I enjoy reading your blog, this post is particularly motivational in a strange way. The way you listed the qualities about yourself reminds me of my mother who teaches meditation. I mean this in the nicest way possible!
We are all a little misunderstood!
Suppose it depends on who you are being misunderstood by, if I'm being misunderstood by a bad person or bad/boring/small minded people then I'll take that as a hint to keep doing things the way I do them and I quite welcome being misunderstood by people like that , thanks for the interesting post.