Have you ever felt like you were switched at birth? That’s because more than likely you were. But it is never too late to switch back to the being of infinite potential that you are or to recreate yourself if you are uncomfortable with who you have become or been led to believe you have to be.
Originally posted on The Roofless Church's Blog:
For most of us, our name was the first lie we were ever told. Many of our parents or guardians, good intentioned as they might have been, looked at us with their heads full of ideas of who we were and who we were to become and said, “Let’s name him or her _____.” And from that moment on that’s how we were identified. At first, we could not distinguish the sounds that we would come to know as our name from any other sounds. But over time, as those particular sounds became associated with the meeting of our needs or helping to ensure our survival, we came to accept those sounds as part of us. And in fact for many us, we have actually become our names. After all, when asked who we are, more often than not those very sounds assigned to us at birth are what we utter.
Some of us are what some would consider lucky in the name department. Even if there is no relation at all, if your last name is something like Rockefeller, Wozniak, or Pitt-Jolie just the association alone could open doors for you even if it is just a conversation starter. On the other hand, if your parents were the type of people who saw no problem with naming you something like Adolf Hitler, Freddy Kreuger, or Beelzebub, it wouldn’t matter how nice you are, people familiar with the the infamy of those names would take a step back when talking to you. Then in between these extremes of names you have all of the familial, social, and cultural associations that come with our monikers that we regular folk have to deal with. For example, let’s say that you were named after someone in your family that someone didn’t like. Well, it is not too difficult to imagine that the person who held disdain for the one after whom you were named may find it challenging not to look for similarities among you and their rival. And there you have it, an innocent child born into a lie from day one. Just doesn’t seem fair does it? And we’re just talking about associations with names. After our names have sunk in then there are all sorts of association with which we must continue to contend if we are to hold onto just a glimpse of the person we truly were when we entered the world.