Blending in

“Blending in,” Lucy wants to say to all who care, “is much like being bland, a fine quality.”

But she hesitates, for is it not what all humans secretly crave? To blend in, to belong, to be one of many. For is it not frightening to stand out in a crowd? To be the one humans look up to? Seek guidance from? Who could live up to such expectations, to wake up and know other humans want to have a part of what makes that particular human special. Instead most just want to blend in. Be bland, undetected, safe in their anonymous corner of the world. But does the world not force them out of hiding? Are humans not fighting among each other for the right to be the sun around which humanity revolves? Does not a father wants his son to look up to him and say, “Daddy, you are the best.” Does the mother not want her son to say, “Mommy, you are the sweetest.” And yet, those humans wish to hide in their safe corners to observe and feel themselves better than the ones who strive to shine. Is being bland not a quality to strive for? The bland father who loves his son for the unconditional love he gives and gets, or the bland mother who gladly sacrifices her last meal to feed her child.

Only the bland will not be left alone. We must participate, not stand aside.

Jung once said, “Everything that irritates us about others can lead us to an understanding of ourselves.”

But the ones who wish to be bland look with envious eyes to the truly bland and do not regard themselves the way they should. For just being the best you can be is the most admirable quality obtain.


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