I'm on the theme of naming.
We name our kids, our pets, our feelings, our accomplishments, and, sometimes, even our cars.
How about ourselves? We usually accept the name we were given (which, if we look in a Name book, we find our name has a specific meaning). But perhaps, it doesn't fit - or, we have spent our life trying to fit it?
How about girls named Joy, or Hope (Charity seems to have gone out of favor).
Does that affect how those kids grow up thinking about themselves?
I gave a great deal of thought to the choice of my kids' names. My son is Andrew - meaning "manly" and he is. His middle name is Domenic, which i think has some kind of holy connotation, but I can't remember. I was religious back then. Would he have turned out differently if we'd called him Herman Hermit? I wonder.
So, this brings me to my point which is how we think about ourselves - our self image. Our name, of course, is just a part of it. We built our opinions of ourselves - whether we are "smart", "athletic." "graceful," "popular," or, negative versions of those attributes, from an early age.
I read somewhere that it's all pretty much a done deal by the time we finish kindergarden.
And then, we spend the rest of our lives stuck in that self image.
Well, of course, there are ways out. Some find therapy, others attend a self discovery program like Woman Within, or The Mankind Project where they get to confront some of those stuck, limiting places. Others just put on a face, and plod through life (except for those who got the positive imprinting - but they have another whole group of issues).
Self discovery. It's an adventure of a lifetime.
I say: Let's step out of who we think we are into someone we want to be. Surprisingly, once we do that, we find we actually are that person - the one who can, and who cares, and is totally capable in so many amazing ways.
Isn't life great?