Risk getting rejected đ±
Imagine for one day, you got a free pass and you could do, say and be anything you wanted. Zero consequences. You could dress in whatever clothes. You could say whatever you wanted as loud as you wanted to.
How would you act? Now, why donât you act that way every day?
Itâs probably because we live in a binary world.
Weâre either good or bad.
Right or wrong.
Beautiful or ugly.
This or that.
No space nâbetween đ.
Binaries limit us and they tame us. But when we try to live outside the binary, we risk rejection. We hate feeling âunkindâ or ârudeâ speaking our truth. Or feeling ânot prettyâ without our hair done, makeup laid, and earrings in.
When we experience rejection we feel isolated. Like we donât belong.
The need to belong is stronger than the need to be ourselves.
It's a survival mechanism.
So we mold and change ourselves in order to belong. As women, we participate in patriarchy. As immigrants, we code-switch. As people of color, we whitewash ourselves.
But what about the space nâbetween? What about all those beautiful little quirks we hold that fall between the opposing ends? Are we supposed to just completely abandon and ignore them? For the comfort of others?
HELL NO.
The space nâbetween is where freedom lives. Thatâs where the richness is. Itâs where we feel liberated. And yeah itâs scary to go there sometimes, but with the risk comes a whole lot of reward.
Currently I'm in the ultimate n'betweener space - Brooklyn, New York. I'm considering moving here. It feels risky to "start over," to be in a new environment, to start a new community. Yet it is simultaneously nourishing to let myself be in a space that feels more like me. I'm caring for myself by taking this risk.
What about you, what risk are you needing to take? Let me know!
Hug hug
Nora
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