Deep down, I have the belief that we are all connected. A couple days ago, I had an ‘Ah-ha’ moment. I formulated a hypothesis that every person you meet in your life is actually another version of yourself. This is a little far out, but hang in here with me for a minute. In these alternative manifestations of yourself, different personality traits and characteristics are highlighted. The dominate traits in others are different, but if you look inside yourself, you will see that those traits and characteristics are present in you. It is the Universe’s clever way of teaching you about yourself. It helps you notice, for example, the nervous and excitable part of yourself by giving you a prime example of a nervous and excitable personality in your life. Or it shows you your innocent and childlike traits when you are in the presence of a little child and for a moment you are both full of wonder about the world.
I have no idea if this is true, but I think this idea is worth examining further. I think that this idea may give me more compassion and empathy for other people. Following this premise, I am going to be kinder to and more patient with all of ‘myselves’ I encounter out in my world.
I’ve been watching the movie, The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants, this morning. There is a scene in this movie where one of the girls is working in a drugstore. She is begrudgingly putting price stickers on merchandise when she decides to put a price sticker on her forehead. This reminded me of a moment in my childhood.
In the 1970’s, there was a police drama called Baretta. The theme of the show, “Keep Your Eye On The Sparrow,” opened with the line, “Don’t go to bed with a price on your head.” In my young mind, I interpreted this to mean exactly what I saw in this scene from The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants: a person with a price sticker his head. I decided I would definitely not do this, and I didn’t believe this was an exceptionally difficult promise to keep. And so far, I’ve lived up to my childhood vow.
This was not the only concept I did not understand as it was intended. But most of the time, it was because I misunderstood one of the words being used. For example, I her a ridiculous story on the news about a man who was holding fifty ostriches (hostages). I thought, why would anyone want fifty ostriches?! I also thought that Bad, Bad Leroy Brown had an eraser (razor) in his shoe to make him appear taller. It is amusing to reminisce about the things I innocently did not completely understand as a child.
This makes me wonder about what kind of things my six-year-old son doesn’t quite fully understand. Hopefully, he will have equally amusing things to tell me when he grows up to be an adult.
Please leave a comment if you’d like to share an amusing childhood misunderstanding.