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Different Drummers
So many of us feel like we just don’t fit in. I remember reading in the first pages of the first chapter of my first psychology class that most people have some form of a mental health challenge, disorder, problem, or imbalance. They were not saying that everyone is completely nuts, but that it is normal to be abnormal! I have forever been touched by the deep irony of that concept. It is no wonder that so many of us hear that far off faint sound of a different drummer? Some of us give in and march to that different drummer and some do everything they can to quiet the sound so that they can keep time marching with the masses. Why do we want so badly to fit in with each other?
There was a time when I was young that I wanted very much to fit in. I grew up in
a very dysfunctional family did not agree with anything that was going on. Since
I was nothing like my own family members, I took it as further proof of what I was
finding at school... that there must be something wrong with me since I did not fit
in anywhere. The teenage years were especially hard as I tried to find my own little
niche of like-
When I had my first two children, I would watch them and analyze them. They were
experiencing a warm loving nurturing childhood so unlike my own and yet they too
were unlike any of their peers. They had just as much trouble fitting into the mold
of what defines normal as I had experienced. For awhile, I came to think that if
I could be anyone in the world, I would want to be one of my kids. They handled
the whole thing with so much more style and self-
As time went on and I healed many of my old wounds, I came to see that I would not actually choose to be anyone else. There was nothing wrong with me just because I did not fit in with a messed up family and there was nothing wrong with me for not being Miss Popularity as a child. It’s okay to be a bookworm. I came to realize that not only did I not hear the same drummer as everyone else, I heard Native American Wind Flutes and Celtic Harps! I wasn’t even marching to a drummer, but was floating to a softer breezier sound. I learned to like being me. I learned to like the music of my own unique soul. It harmonizes and floats as a soft melody over and around the drummers and those who march to drummers. I came to see that the world actually needs those of us who are not listening to drums. Our music matters too. What a wonderful moment that was. The more I analyze the world and myself.... the more I am so incredibly grateful that I do not fit in!
Yes, it can be lonely at times. Sometimes we look for others who are also on a unique and different path in hopes of finding companionship. What we find is that all too often they are still nothing like us. Isn't it ironic that even in our acceptance and joy over our uniqueness we still seek to find others to fit in with? We tell ourselves really cool things like each human is as unique and special as a snowflake. Our fingerprints prove it, right? Yet, we still search for those like ourselves, soulmates, best friends, sisters and brothers who have chosen the same road less traveled that we have picked.
I think it is the magical spirit that flows within all things and within all life forms. It is the same energy that keeps the seasons turning and the life and death cycles revolving. It is that unexplained force that weaves itself throughout all of creation. It is that piece of ourselves that is trying to maintain the connection with everything else even from within the walls of living in these bodies. It is so lonely to live inside these bodies, looking out at the world through eyes, disconnected from everything else. We long to know that others are out there just like us, experiencing the same longing for connection, the same need for validity that our existence matters to someone other then ourselves. Yes, we’re at peace with being unique and different, but does that mean we are not loveable? Isn’t that the reason for the search?
The next step in my journey was to learn how to leave well enough alone and to NOT try to recruit others away from normalcy. That lesson proved to be much harder then making peace with who I was. It was much more difficult for me to make peace with who others were. I struggled with my logical mind saying, "If we simply enlighten them, then they will see how much happier they would be if they would move away from what is currently deemed normal. Shouldn’t we teach them how to listen for and march to their own drummer?"
On a spiritual level, I had to learn that sometimes people come to this planet to experience anonymity and normalcy. They find a quiet and ease that comes from simply following along and not making waves. There is safety in numbers, why else do people like to rattle off statistics as to how many others believe as they do? They tell themselves that since what they believe is popular, it must be right. They love the sound of that big beating drum. It inspires them, calling to them like a mother’s heartbeat. I am not one of those people, not this time.
Copyright 2004, Skye Thomas, Tomorrow’s Edge