Girl, put your shoes back on!

I remember years ago, my sister and I were visiting my aunt for a few days in New York. I was maybe 9 or 10 at the time. She lived in a  nice community where the kids would sometimes play in a designated area outside. Anyway, one day, I looked outside the window and a bunch of the kids were playing hopscotch, and from then on, for a couple hours each day, that became my past time… I can’t tell you how much I loved playing this game as a kid. And it was one of the few games I was really good at! But to win, my approach was always to take my shoes off.

However, this particular day, as I was getting my win on, my aunt happened to look out the window. She went ballistic! She came and shouted, “put back on your shoes!” There was this alarm and disappointment in her eyes, but at that time, I just could not understand why. Later she explained to me that I was not raised that way, etc… which was true, whatever that means. But despite my upbringing, this girl just had a habit of taking her shoes off…

Now, as I am telling this story, there is no ill-intent toward my Aunt. Though I have never told her (and she may be surprised to hear me express) this, we definitely exhibit similarities, and I may even remind her somewhat of herself. In fact, my mother even makes the mistake of calling me by Aunt’s name, and vice versa… she does it almost every time I speak to her. It’s the weirdest thing…

Yet my Aunt wasn’t the only one trying to school me, as my mother had her fair share of trying to whip me into shape. These days, she and I can laugh about it, but I really did challenge her. Oddly enough, in those moments, I was always being the most authentic, and that somehow seemed to be the trajectory of my life. Even as an adult, in a corporate setting, I have had moments of working late or on a weekend and quickly walking to the printer barefoot. On the rare occasion, I would run into a coworker doing the same thing and we would smile and look at each other like we’d found a kindred spirit or something. Those moments are the best.

But seriously, why does being oneself usually bring about an unusual reaction? I sure have had those moments of being offended or disappointed by someone being themselves, even if there was no inconsistency in their moral conduct. Not usually cognizant in the moment that I just may not understand their walk.

So finally, the question is, is our authenticity just supposed to make people uncomfortable?



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Kaysha is a certified meditation teacher who encourages individuals in making regular moments for themselves, despite their busy or hectic schedules. This is by sharing the value of confessing and meditating on scripture, as well as the general importance of self-care.

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