On Being Ordinary

July 13th, 2015

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Is it just my imagination, or is everyone extraordinary these days? Innovative, visionary, simply amazing. We’re all trying to have the most Likes, the most Retweets, the most Friends. To have our blogs optioned for books. To lead memoir-worthy lives. To have our videos go viral. It’s not enough to knit our days together with simple things like calling friends, taking a walk, noticing sunsets, admiring clouds that will never come again just so, loving Fridays, making bread without taking its picture, learning something without the need to be the best at it, honoring beautiful boring dailiness. No. We must be Commented on, gold-starred, entrepreneurial, singled out, TED-talked. We crave recognition. It’s our designer drug. I’m not immune to the addiction, but I try to remember what life was like when I was not instantly uploading it, sharing it, starring in it. When information didn’t substitute for inspiration. When the moment at dinner when our minds clicked over wine was more indelible than the Instagram of that moment. When the full moon was the whole show, not the photo that proved we saw it. When life just unfolded before our eyes without being curated.

6 Responses to “On Being Ordinary”

  1. Diane says:

    Damn! These observations just blow me away. You have nailed it! I am going to print this out and keep it nearby. It already makes me feel better about my ordinary days and my “uncurated” life.

  2. Tammy Staats says:

    Thank you, thank you, thank you. (I missed your wise words!)

  3. Stephanie says:

    Thank you, I needed this, on this very morning to remember that I am enough, and I am not missing out, I am just being and that is ok.

    I was listening to a podcast yesterday on being overwhelmed that had similar sentiments about how we are so driven that we think every hobby/interest has to BECOME something greater than just that-a hobby/interest. That because we like to write we must become an author rather than just enjoying the process, or because we have taken up painting that unless we get our own showing somehow we are a failure. If we are not published/liked/tweeted or if we do not push all of our minutia to instagram/facebook/twitter that we do not exist.

  4. eas says:

    Nikki, So glad you’re back. eas

  5. Amey Warder says:

    Did my habitual check in and practically squealed when I realized you had a new piece of writing to share. Thank you for sharing these thoughts with us! Passed them along to many friends today as “food for thought”. I am in total agreement. Happy summer. Xx

  6. Laurie Skiba says:

    Exactly. Thank you, Nikki.

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