The song ‘Take me to Church’ by Hozier has been on my playlist lately. He sings of the influence of a few on so many. He sings of the sin of being true to ourselves.
“No masters or kings when the ritual begins
There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin
In the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene
Only then I am human
Only then I am clean
Amen. Amen. Amen”
We come into this world, a person like no other. We will never think, act, or be like anyone else. We enter into a particular society, with a particular set of rules, depending on where we were born. Some of us are lucky, and our microcosm fits us. We tread easily along the path that is set out for us. But some of us struggle. We try to bend to what our society accepts. We toil away, trying to eliminate that which does not fit. Slowly, we chip away at our very essence until it can no longer be seen by those around us. We live a lie. And then wonder why we are not happy.
But what if we choose instead to rejoice in the miracle of who we are?
We are unique. We are heart-wrenchingly beautiful. We are gifted in a million different ways. Everyone, every single person walking this earth, from the highest to the lowest, has a purpose. Something to contribute. Every person is a piece of an invisible, divine puzzle.
So let us consciously walk that path that fits only us. Let us share the gifts that only we can offer. Let us be true. Because when we do, miracles happen.