Blessed Are The Weird People


I’m so grateful to be one of the weird people. I’ve always known I was a misfit and could never figure out precisely what caused me to feel that way. Part of me thought it had something to do with my disabilities. As I got older, I recognized that I’m an introvert, which made me think something inside me must be broken.

I see the world through different eyes or what I’ve started to call sometimes “magic glasses.” I’ve tried to explain it to myself, but failed. So I won’t even try to explain it to you all. I know I don’t have to.

These magic glasses come in handy sometimes. This week I’ve been struggling with the negative part of being a creative, spiritual person who sees the world differently. Tonight I feel the wind beneath my wings starting to lift me higher again.

I think I can keep going as long as I am a weird person and there are others like me. This is how I find them–by putting words together (or reading others’ words) to take my place in the world.

I can’t change the world alone, but I can change my corner of it. You can change yours if you want to. The weird people will always find a way to find each other.

I wonder if it has something to do with love and Spirit and creativity.




About lana1967

I'm a Southern girl at heart who wants to build a community of people who believe they can change the world with words like "love" and "freedom" when they become more than words, but actions in our work and our daily lives.
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