The quote was, It takes courage to grow up and become who you really are, by e. e. cummings.
Nothing else to do but stare out on a sunny day and think about that. It depends, doesn't it? And who are you? Who am I? What makes me me? What does it mean to be YOU? I don't believe in fate, but individuals have different genes, chemistry, and aptitudes. How often are people lucky enough to grow up to be something that truly suits them, or to even know what truly suits them?
It almost becomes a philosophical question conjuring the image of Rene Descartes, except he was really answering a different question.
I'm not altogether sure I can cope with either question, but e. e. cummings was referring to individual identities within a given culture. How would we describe ourselves as a character in a novel? What makes us tick?
For some people, the answer is easy. For instance, Ekim and I were watching This Is It, a documentary depicting the rehearsals for what was to be Michael Jackson's This Is It Tour. Several young dancers were interviewed, and they were all struggling to hold back their tears of joy long enough to speak, all amazed, pinching themselves. The try outs had been mob scenes, they were whittled down, and when the judges announced who the chosen few were, it was just like the last scene of A Chorus Line. This documentary doesn't spend much time on this part, but the point is made: these young people are dancers. They live to dance. That is what they are, this is their identity.
It's sad for them that this tour did not take place, but--they still got to dance with The King of Pop, and there were many rehearsals; Michael Jackson was an enigma, but he knew what he wanted out of a performance, and he was willing to rehearse until he got what he wanted, making his requests in a soft-spoken but firm way. I was impressed with his patience. But then--he was a performer, and always had been. That's who he was.
The conclusion, for me, is that one who is passionate about something is usually lucky, given that that passion doesn't harm others and is not overly dangerous. Music, dance, collecting--stuff, a social cause, birding. Something makes us tick, something more than just mere obligation.
And now, it's off to work. It's an obligation, but I suppose it's good for me.