Before I dive into this week’s philosophical wanderings on authenticity, I must give a shout out to my sweet, sassy and super-intelligent girlfriend, Safron.
Over a delicious cup of green tea, with a side of juicy farmer’s market strawberries, I was telling her about how I met hubby Shaun over the internet and of course the not-so-savory experiences I had with online dating two years prior to winning the soulmate jackpot.
Later, as we were discussing her business (archetypal astrology!), she nonchalantly mentioned it as a way to punctuate our conversation about the importance of being yourself online (and off, of course). She is so savvy + funny!
So, this little ditty is dedicated to you, Safron. And, also to my newfound Goddess Sisters of the L.A. Goddess Collective in Santa Monica. I had a blast talking to y’all last Thursday. And, found my heart filled with feelings of a true homecoming. I have missed the Mothership.
True story …
I was in the middle of an online dating spree that summer. All of my friends thought I was crazy ‘cause I was going on one of those “coffee dates” every other day, it seemed.
I loved it. Loved meeting new men and as many of you have surmised by now, I’m a bit of a risk taker, so those dates were a safe way for me to figure out what it was that I wanted in my mate. And, I also got uber clear on what I didn’t want.
During that time period, I went on like 18 dates, most with a different man! I had 2 or 3 repeat coffee dates, but usually I’d run away screaming after the first.
I hope this isn’t crossing the line, but before this I had also decided to take a one year sabbatical from, eh …. sexual intercourse. Wasn’t one of the best ideas I’ve ever had, but it was incredibly educational.
So, now the procreational pendulum was swinging in the other direction. I really did want to meet the right partner. I had been single for eight years and was ready for the commitment thang.
Coffee Date # 11. Ok … so this very nice, handsome and intelligent guy writes to me on Match.com and asks to meet me at the Rose Cafe in Venice. Good. A nice place. A busy place, which always makes me feel more at ease. Oh, did I mention he was handsome? His wavy, dark hair and gorgeous smile in a model-like headshot. And, a loving father, with a slightly out-of-date fashion sense, with his arm around his daughter. Sweet. Charming.
I walk into the Rose at our designated meeting time and I’m looking around. Don’t see Mr. Handsome.
“Kris?”
I look around at hearing my name, but I still don’t see him.
Then he walks up to me. Oh. My. God.
A grizzled, ash blond haired man extends his hand out to shake mine. He smiles. Smoke breath.
“I’m [Mr. Handsome].”
I can barely hold my hand out. Pure shock. This is NOT the man I saw in the picture.
He says (as if he senses my shock), “Well, I don’t really look like my picture anymore. Does that really matter?”
I say, “Yes. You basically are lying to all of the women on Match.com.”
We continued a very superficial conversation that clearly I wanted no part of–for an agonizing 15 minutes. I was too polite in those days.
So, I basically told him he had no chance in hell to get a second chance with me because he made it impossible for me to trust him. I told him the truth.
“You aren’t a bad looking guy. You seem nice and intelligent. Put up a current picture of yourself and I’m sure you’ll meet someone that will like you as you are.”
He gave me a big hug and we parted ways to never see each other again.
What I think this story illustrates so beautifully is our fear to show our true face and embody the image of who we are right NOW. Where we were yesterday, or who we were 10, 25 or maybe 40 years ago, doesn’t matter as much as we believe.
The past has defined much of who we are right now … which is why I love to work so deeply with personal mythology and why I ask people what stories and characters they loved as a child.
I was a Greek mythology nerd from at least 1st grade. I was in love with writing stories and lyrics from at least age 6. I loved The Little Mermaid and The Ugly Duckling … My favorite book was A Wrinkle in Time.
That was then …
Now, I have a Ph.D. in Mythology, I mentor others about using personal myth and archetypes and I write professionally. The truest essence of “me” and “you” is a part of our personal destiny AND childhood loves are a preview of the future, of growing into our greatest selves.
If you need the courage and inspiration to dive into that childlike essence, reconnect to that part of yourself who just loved what you loved and wanted what you wanted. No reasons needed. No justifications. And NO shame.
Be a mermaid, a magical sorceress, a unicorn, a faery, a wizard … this is your one precious life. Even if we return a million times to incarnate, we come back as a new being. This being you are today is the only “you” that will ever exist in any time/space/place.
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