Today is Mother’s Day here in the U.S., and as I like to think and write about originality and creativity I thought I’d look at the source. (Or at least one of them!)
People seem to have tortured relationships with their Moms. But one thing is for certain – on the day you were hatched, you were the newest, most up to date model of humanity there was. Even though you looked like Elmer Fudd in a blanket and had a worse disposition, Mom probably showed you around to everyone who told her how cute and unique you were, because that’s what she wanted to hear!
As you grew up and started to learn and flex your powers as This Thing Called You, Mom was probably there to make sure you survived your explorations into your strange new surroundings. And as you grew older, you realized that that other than you and Mom, nobody else thought you were that special. They did their best to make you be just like them.
So you uncovered the basic Paradox Of Life. To try and express this unique experience that is You in a world that was trying to make you just like Them. And for the really tough decisions, even Mom wasn’t able to help out. Do you fight or flee? Do you speak up or keep quiet? Stand your ground or join the mob?
Building a life is like a large construction project. Many people are involved, some you are aware of and some you aren’t. There are problems and change orders all along the way. But the blueprints are stamped by Mom the architect, so no matter how it turns out, she’ll probably think it is pretty cool, since it was her idea in the first place!