{"id":682,"date":"2009-07-15T11:12:06","date_gmt":"2009-07-15T18:12:06","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/nomad.yosemite.net\/?p=682"},"modified":"2009-08-02T15:11:02","modified_gmt":"2009-08-02T22:11:02","slug":"being-you","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/nomad.yosemite.net\/?p=682","title":{"rendered":"Being You"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>For weeks I have been trying to write about &#8220;being yourself.&#8221;\u00c2\u00a0 It&#8217;s a slippery topic.<\/p>\n<p>I once wrote the following: &#8220;To write truly, just make sure you are yourself when you sit down to write.&#8221;\u00c2\u00a0 (And I should have added, &#8220;Keep on checking as you go.&#8221;)\u00c2\u00a0 The trouble is, I have a big struggle with being myself, myself.<\/p>\n<p>The most helpful things are so simple that it&#8217;s no fun writing about them: pay attention to the air in your nostrils; tell the truth, or at least, don&#8217;t lie; focus your eyes; keep your own counsel; do what&#8217;s right so you can sleep; be poised for action; don&#8217;t refuse to be &#8220;here,&#8221; use your imagination to lighten-up parts of your body.<\/p>\n<p>After a while the whole thing sounds crazy, and the truest things sound craziest.\u00c2\u00a0 Well, that&#8217;s a beginning.<\/p>\n<p><em>I picture myself at nineteen.\u00c2\u00a0 I am the passenger in a shiny Chevrolet driven by the young man I am dating.\u00c2\u00a0 We are driving across the industrial belly of Seattle, on our way to a nightclub.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>I am tensely pretending to be what I already am&#8211; a nice, attractive nineteen-year-old girl&#8211; and desperately trying to think of something that a nice, attractive nineteen-year-old girl might say.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>My date turns to me with a disconcerted look and says, &#8220;Don&#8217;t strain, for God&#8217;s sake.\u00c2\u00a0 Just be yourself.&#8221;<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>I don&#8217;t remember what I thought next, but it must have been something like this:<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>&#8220;Oops! Oh no!\u00c2\u00a0 What have I done?\u00c2\u00a0 He sees though me!\u00c2\u00a0 What if he never calls me again?\u00c2\u00a0 How can I fix this?&#8221;<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>And, not knowing what else to do, I would have intensified my pretense of being who I already was.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Because I had no idea what it meant to be yourself, not then and not for a long time afterwards.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>The feeling of being not-yourself is a smarmy feeling.\u00c2\u00a0 You feel ashamed all the time.\u00c2\u00a0 The moral judgments are unrelenting.\u00c2\u00a0 If you&#8217;re kind and nice, you&#8217;re on your case immediately: &#8220;I&#8217;m so insincere, so sugary, so slimy, and so awful&#8211; I bet people see right through me.\u00c2\u00a0 Why can&#8217;t I be spontaneous and sincere like everybody else?&#8221;\u00c2\u00a0 If you&#8217;re bad, as we all are sometimes, then <em>you&#8217;re<\/em> bad, of course:\u00c2\u00a0 &#8220;The real me has put in an appearance, and\u00c2\u00a0 I&#8217;m bad to the core,&#8221; you think.\u00c2\u00a0 There&#8217;s no way out between being slimy and inauthentic or rotten through and through.<em><br \/>\n<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>For weeks I have been trying to write about &#8220;being yourself.&#8221;\u00c2\u00a0 It&#8217;s a slippery topic. 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