Enlightenment can be a tough road.
Having an open mind does not mean an open highway bereft of tribulation and conflict.Â Indeed, so it would seem, it can increase both of those.
The knowledge and understanding of how limitations can choke.Â But yet, when others do not share or recognize this, one’s societal world, one’s social circles, can quickly become very limited.Â Or at the very least, strained.
This has become apparent to me as a parent.Â Watching my little girl, eager and wide-eyed with the world.Â A thirst to experience all that she can experience.Â No shame in sillyness.Â No inhibitions for idiosyncracies.Â Yet, when amidst others of her age, who have already begun to develop their blinders, it can be painful to watch.Â Because I remember what it was like, to be just a little different then all of the other straight and narrows.Â I remember the giggles.Â I remember the pointing.Â Being comfortable with myself, yet lonely as others decide that they are not.
And so I see it beginning with my little one, before she has even entered the public school system.Â To be sure, kids still like her, and play with her.Â To be sure, she still enjoys that which is deemed normal and traditional for a kid her age, and of her gender.Â And to be sure, I can see in her playmates the happy anarchy of childhood innocence is still there, and viable.Â But I can also see where they are being introduced and indoctrinated to the typical paths that so many others unquestioningly navigate.Â The hard and fast rules of what boys do and what girls do.Â The mantras of how to properly experience the universe we are in.Â
And so the tricky part comes.Â How to maintain integration without fostering isolation.Â How to cherish and champion individuality, and at the same time, teach companionship and comradery.Â To impart that though others may not jive with parts of the personality that their friendship is still valuable and vital.Â
It’s an odd thing.Â We are invariably social creatures.Â It is undeniable that at some level we all want to belong to something.Â To be a part of a collective of characters.Â At the same time, there are parts of our identity that will cause clashes, and sometimes, with those we most want to be friends with, or partners with, or lovers with.Â As an adult this is easy to understand and rationalize, and so too with time will it become obvious to my little one and others like her who are growing up now.Â
In the meantime, I make it my duty to keep that which may dull to not lessen her shine.Â