True success to me is to be who you are, even if somewhat different, and be happy in that. When we find that place, in ourselves, and we don't really get overly concerned on what others think about us, we have reached a great milestone in our lives. Even if it is different, unique, unusual, or eccentric (which is a relative term), we are happy in ourselves.
Now some who are different aren't happy either. They are different to be different because they don't like the identity they see of themselves. They are pretenders as well. Both the poor and prosperous can be in the same pretender syndrome. The professional, the pauper... it's not who you are; or whether you drive the bus or ride the bus... pretenders are there.
The difference is found in finding that unique person, who we honestly, truly are, and making ourselves our best friend. Being honest to ourselves and to each other. It's about respecting and honoring the special person we are, respecting and honoring the special person someone else is, and being honest to that regardless of what anyone does.
Today I was walking down the street to catch line 22 back after being at one of my favorite coffee shops. I was enjoying the walk, who I am, and enjoying being my own best friend. During this walk I began thinking about the above.
The other day I was coming back from Barnes and Noble after working on one of my biz book summaries I do on another blog. I decided to grab line 12. Getting on the bus at the same time was a couple that was very different according to common standards. Not by any means model material for a leading fashion magazine in appearance and dress. He was very skinny with an exceptionally skinny face, long skinny noise, clipper cut spiky hair, carrying a gallon jug of muscle builder powder with him. She was bigger than him, somewhat chubby, with thick lips and a round nose, round face, with her red hair pulled back in a pony tail. She took up more room on the seat than he did.
During the ride, he put his hand on the back of her head and was gently stroking her pony tail. She leaned her head toward him. Put her red head on his shoulder. Then she looked at him, he faced her with noses almost touching and she had a very grateful smile on her face. I saw them later walking down a street, holding hands and you could see they adored each other.
There... two hearts loved each other... neither were a motion picture star model of beauty in fashion, style or appearance, but this couple held affection for each other.
Now, in my early career I produced videos and my first job ever was in radio. Picture this couple and someone coming up singing behind them, as they go on seemingly unnoticed while "hooked on a feeling" is being sung over-dramatically. What a bus video!!!... hooked on a feeling. Close ups and dissolves back and forth... two to one shots, with passengers with a "ain't that sweet" look looking on. Love can be found in all places. And we ain't gotta be movie stars. Wish I could find them... we could make them into an internet sensation.
And now, to the lovely ones on #12... the best to you. This is a dedication to the love you show to each other. You indeed are two beautiful people.
I ... ' ...m ...m... m... m... h o o o k e d ... on ... a ... f e e e e l i n g.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?
(Maybe this could be the opening to the bus terminal sitcom.)
I thought... this is what the world is looking for. To love each other for who we are, no pretense, adoringly admiring and cherishing each other's company.
Be who you are and let that find the other person who likes that too. Another bus culture lesson learned about love, connecting and being real to ourselves and each other.
(more on the "bus terminal" sitcom coming)
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