The yin and the yang. The black and the white. The light and the dark. Perez Hilton and Vin Diesel. Our world seems to keep it’s balance through opposites. And it’s no different when it comes to extraordinary words.
For every extraordinary word there is an anti-wordâ€¦ an “ordinary word”.
The ordinary word is the one that sits on your other shoulder, taunting you and your goody two-shoes extraordinary word with his pitchfork, evil sneer, and sarcastic tone. I hate to tell you this, but if we’re going to pursue our extraordinary word, we have to forsake our ordinary word.
So what’s the opposite of my extraordinary word, freedom?Â Are you sure you want to know…. it really sucks to hear.
The opposite of freedom is security.
Ew I know! Why does it have to be like this?Â Why can’t they just be causal friends who only see each other on Christmas and Easter? At the very least they should be Facebook friends! Really guys, you should try to work something out here for those of us who don’t want to take sides. We want to hang out with BOTH of you, it isn’t fair that we have to choose!
But alas, it’s the truth. The more freedom you have, the less security you have, and vice versa.Â As much as I want to stick my fingers in my ears and pretend I never heard that,Â it’s true.
This is my great struggle in my pursuit of an extraordinary life.
If you’ve been following my blog from the beginning, you know that my Achilles heel is fear.Â And in an attempt to fight the things I’m afraid of, control is my weapon of choice.Â Fear and Control are definitely blood relatives of Security. On Christmas and Easter they all get together in Security’s giant house and eat the feast that their buddy Paycheck brought them. Freedom isn’t invited because he’s off sun-bathing in Tahiti with his friends, and besides they’d rather gossip about how foolish and irresponsible he is than actually talk to him anyways. Meanwhile, I’m just sitting at home praying for peace on earth so that we can all go enjoy Paycheck’s meal together!
This is the reason that every time I come to a crossroads in my life, a major battle ensues.Â On the one hand… Freedom, waving his late bedtimes and quality relationships to tempt me.Â And on the other road, Security is taking me on a tour of a beautiful new house that could be mine and reenacting for me the fictional story (that I once believed strongly) about how I can have complete control over my life.
Don’t be surprised if my head explodes from all of this one day.Â And when that happens, I’m sure Freedom will just shake his head in disappointed sorrow that all of this could’ve been avoided if only I’d chosen right from the beginning.Â And Security will just come and apathetically sweep up the messy remains that were once my lifeâ€¦ which is the exact same thing he’d planned to do as soon as I joined his side anyways.
One of the reasons I’ve started this blog is to show people that we’re not magical, we’re not special, and we don’t have it all figured out.
I say that because people are always telling me how jealous they are of our freedom.Â I do know why and I am very grateful for the benefits my job brings… because I know there are a lot of them. But it’s important that you know that we don’t have special powers. I promise, we don’t even have Spidy senses; and we definitely don’t have sticky, disgusting spider webs that shoot out of our fingertips (poor spider man got all the stupid powers).
We have the life we do because we’ve chosen it… and you can choose it too. But you WILL have to sacrifice things you may not be willing to give up. You’re going to have to leave behind your ordinary word. Maybe not right away of course,Â it’s OK if you’re not ready for that.Â But you’ll probably be asked to do it at some point, so steal one last kiss and start saying your goodbyes now because this train is leaving, Baby.
Ordinary people live by ordinary words.Â
They can’t see past their deep-rooted fears long enough to reach for that intangible future. So they don’t.Â They hold on tight to their ordinary word, often completely unaware that it is exactly what’s keeping them from clinging to their extraordinary word and the extraordinary life they’ve always wanted that comes with it. There’s a reason this existence is rare. The sacrifices are great, but the blessings from it are limitless.
Choose your words wisely.