Open your eyes and see what you see in the way you see it. You came here to see, process what you observe and share your point of view. If everyone saw everything the same way — we’d live in a very, very boring place.
Hold your point of view up like a window to your soul so everyone can get to know you, the real you. And if someone doesn’t accept you for what you see and believe in — let them go. They don’t like you for who you are.
Here’s my point of view —
I like to see new things, meet new people, go to places I’ve never been, witness rituals and religious practices I know nothing about. Curiosity is my approach to life
I’ve been told several times in my life that I’m too curious and it would be better if I did what was expected of me. And If I must explore the world — I’m not to share my point of view.
The lessons to keep my view of the world and my experience of life to myself occurred after I moved from Minnesota to Texas. Yes, I moved south and I didn’t even consider that I wouldn’t be accepted for how I viewed the world.
I was curious and naive
Growing up in Northern Minnesota it was really difficult to live a curious life because most everyone was Scandinavian. So, when I met Greg and saw his dark skin and curly hair. I was curious because he was the first African American I had an opportunity to get to know intimately. From the first moment our eyes met — I was smitten.
Greg was such a cool guy — an athlete and an artist. We dated for six months but because we lived in different towns it was difficult to see each other as often as we wanted. So we decided to be friends and date, other people.
Check out our first photo together
Our friendship grew to the point where we decided to attend the same college after high school graduation. We even calculated how we could live in the same dorm to help each other get through the challenges of being a college freshman.
No one Greg or I knew in our Minnesota communities said anything about our relationship or friendship. We never heard an inappropriate remark and we felt our relationship was always supported and accepted where ever we went.
Then I moved to Dallas, Texas
Once I arrived down south I quickly made friends. Some friendships advanced to the point where we’d each share about our first loves. I’d happily share about my first love / good friend Greg. As I talked about how we met — I shared that it was his differences that first attracted me. I liked that he looked different than everyone else around me because he was African American. At this point, most of the conversations I was having with my new Southern friends would abruptly come to a halt.
After a long period of silence, I would be told never to tell that story to anyone again and the budding friendship would typically halt at this point as well. I was getting the message to change my first love story.
I wasn’t accepted for my view of life
Thankfully, I chose myself and didn’t stop telling my story. I actually added my point of view on life to the end of my first love story.
I love differences. I’m attracted to experiences, people and things that are different than me. And if people don’t like me for that — they aren’t my people. I used my first love story to weed out people that didn’t accept me for my curiosity.
Hold on to your point of view
Share it! Whatever it may be. It will help you find your people, your place, your passion, and your path. What you see and how you view life is an integral part of you.
If someone doesn’t like you for your point of view. Let them go. Be you. See the world in the way you see it and share that view with us. That’s why you are here. Practice holding your point of view with this week’s Ageless Movement Practice.
What’s your point of view? Share in the comments below — this group really wants to know how you see things.