For years I wanted to be someone else. I wanted other talents and I wanted to do as others.
I was ashamed of my great passions. I even tried to quit them. But only to find myself completely absorbed in them. It was a bit like running in a hamster wheel. The more I tried to quit, the greater the inner frustration and hunger became.
I loved glitter, beautiful details and big dresses from quite early in my life. I also loved to move and I was constantly dancing around. Even when I had to do homework or got reproved, I would do some cha cha jumps. I was deeply in love and fascinated by human bodies and would study them for hours. Secretly of course.
As a child, I quickly got the impression that movement and girly-glitter wasn’t the most useful thing in the world. I was often told to sit and stand more quietly. My princess-ideas wasn’t preferable. I had to keep quiet, and I remember that the word cheeky was used often.
It hurt and I felt a special squeeze in the chest. An internal split happened and I decided, more or less consciously, to be like the crowd. I copied my sister and friends.
My body and beauty genius was hidden away. I would spend most of my time working really hard in the attempt to be perfect as a mini version of someone else.
I would also condemn people who didn’t master my zone of genius. And especially the ones who where talking about it. I had all sorts of projections and shadows running wildly.
It was quite painful. But the biggest pain was that I constantly rejected myself.
The projections stopped the day I decided to honor myself and my abilities. It was a decision that required honest connection to my emotions and then massive courage.
And it is a journey I’m still on. A journey about discovering my natural talents and finding the courage to express my essence. I’ve come really far, but I believe it’s a journey that will continue for many years.
We all possess a giant gold chest. But it takes real courage to realize and share it.
The following video illustrates the Zone of Genius very well. Time disappears and the expression in our zone of Genius is so unique that it can’t be copied nor understood.
