Once upon a time, long long ago, a man came knocking at the door of a young couple with small children. He was a family friend and his name was Norman. He may have been a bit unconventional or eccentric. In any event, their private name for him was “Abnorman.” So on this day, the youngest child, a little toddler boy, answered the door and seeing the guest, cried out, “Mommy! Daddy! Abnorman’s here!”
My parents were mortified. Never again did they use that name and the story became a family teaching tale about what not to do.
In the Recovery community, “Normal” is laughingly described as “just a setting on your dryer.” Said a FB friend this morning, in response to my share of the Angelou quote, “Probably normal doesn’t even exist, it’s just an abstraction.” I agree.
I think “normal” is an abstact notion conceived by the ego. That foolish part of us all that thinks we’re unacceptable. So it counsels us to try to appear more acceptable than “the other” in the selfish, ruthless and fear-driven strategy that the God it thinks will judge and punish us will instead punish “the other.”
War, prejudice, all manner of hate springs from this false notion that we are cast off, that God is a hater and that our only hope is pretense of “normalcy” while pointing accusing fingers at our neighbors. Let’s affirm that more and more, we come to know that there is no “other,” that we are loved and we are Love. If we are made in God’s image and God is love, then we’re Love too.
Gotta go. My dryer just gave me the “Done” beep and there’s laundry to fold.
May your day be amazing, just like you!