Find a puddle to splash in
Bordering on Beautiful. Day 7.
Gene Kelly charmed the world with his performance of “Singing in the Rain,” but no one seems to emulate him. I’ve never actually seen anyone dance in a downpour, but that isn’t for lack of rain (I live in Houston, which has become known for it’s monsoons).
A few days ago, I walked by a little blond boy in a bright orange Detroit Tigers shirt. He was jumping in a giant water puddle with the delight of an American who stumbles upon one of those sidewalk trampolines in Copenhagen.
The toddler’s wide grin was infectious; I wasn’t the only random passerby who broke out in a smile. And, as usual, this everyday observance reminded me of a quote I read once-upon-a-time.
In her TED talk on The Power of Vulnerability, Professor Brené Brown encouraged parents to redefine the metrics of success they set for their children.
She said: “When we hold those perfect little babies in our arms, our job is not to say, ‘Look at her, she’s perfect. My job is just to keep her perfect — make sure she makes the tennis team by fifth grade and Yale by seventh.’ That’s not our job. Our job is to look and say, ‘You know what? You’re imperfect, and you’re wired for struggle, but you are worthy of love and belonging.’”
“You’re wired for struggle, but you are worth of love and belonging.”
Splashing in puddles takes vulnerability. It takes an openness of spirit that we often loose as adults. We don’t like to think of ourselves as vulnerable. Why? I’ll expound on some of my entirely un-proven, un-verifiable ideas tomorrow.