Ordinary Person

Would you be devastated if your whole life you operated under the assumption that you were special, a genius, only to realize you were simply ordinary? 

Moon 2/17/17

Moon 2/17/17

As I drove in to work this morning my eye caught the moon. I began to imagine that the moon had consciousness. It bore witness to all of mankind so far. From genius and truly special to ordinary and absolutely dumb. It also bore witness to people who would never have a hope of being deemed anything but handicapped by the rest of us. The cognitively challenged people of the world. I'm not sure what the PC version is, but I think you know what I mean.  

In the end everyone dies anyway, right? The moon doesn't care. You could also make this leap with Mother Earth and even just the trees--all baring witness to our lives without comment or judgment. We are the only ones judging ourselves. This is not a new insight. Except it always is, because we continually fall into the same delusive traps of the mind. We have an inner urge or need to feel special and genius (not all of us do, I know a guy who hates the notion of being a genius), especially if we are creative type people. This has been true for me most of my life. 

The real trick is to embrace being ordinary. To being no one and nothing special. Instead I believe the real power arises when we unleash our special proclivities and talents out in creative fashion. It adds lustre to our otherwise ordinary lives.  

I'm curious what you all think.