Monday, July 4, 2011
re·in·vent (taken from Dictionary.com)
–verb (used with object)
2. to remake or make over, as in a different form: At 60, he reinvented himself as a volunteer. We have an opportunity to reinvent government.
3. to bring back; revive: to reinvent trust and accountability.
It seems like over the last six or so months all I have talked about is reinventing myself but I’ve done so without bothering to look up the actual definition of the term. It struck me when I did finally look at its meaning how important and relevant each of these is to the human condition; my condition.
Let’s look at item one: to invent again or anew, especially without knowing the invention already exists. How many of us feel lifeless, useless, like there is nothing in us worth knowing or loving to share with the world? I can admit I’ve felt that way quite a bit since I became single *AGAIN*. I often can’t comprehend that I was created as a perfect being just as I am. I am here because the God I choose to believe in wanted me here just the way I am to learn the lessons I was meant to learn, to love, to teach, to share who I am, as I am, with others. Okay, that speaks to what’s inside, but what about what’s out?
Ah, then there’s item two: to remake or make over, as in a different form. Look, every girl deserves a makeover when she’s darn good and ready for one. Do I subscribe to the belief that you should cosmetically change your outward appearance? I do not, but I don’t condemn those who do. I just want to own who I am, take care of myself, and set the best example possible for my daughter. Does that include teaching her that it’s okay to change it up on occasion? Absolutely! Hair grows out, make up colors change with the direction of the wind in Paris, styles come and go with the seasons. A makeover is okay as long as you do it for yourself because you want to and not because someone has been overly critical and left you feeling less than. Got it?
Which brings us finally to item three: to bring back; revive. A good revival never hurt a soul. *laughing – pun intended* The best medicine in most cases, not all but most, is to get back to our true selves. If I am feeling less than, then I am lost. The only way someone has the power to take me away from me, especially me, is if I give them the power to do so. With everything that happens in our lives, its expected people. We get lost. But please, oh please, don’t stay lost for long. Find yourself.
Now, I’m off to find more of me on the beach!