Many people have described me as “unique”. In Japanese schools, students receive a report card at the end of each semester. I did not care much about the grades themselves, but I always checked the comment from the teacher to my parents in my report cards. For 6 years in the elementary school, I had 6 different teachers, and they all wrote down the word “unique” to describe me in my report cards. I used to hate being described as “unique”. In Japanese society, somebody like me who does not fit well to the majority is described as “unique”. Japanese culture values in conformity. I think it comes from our agricultural traditions and habits. I did my best to be normal as much as I could, so that my teacher would not write down the word “unique” in my report cards. My efforts were in vain.
Many people have asked me what I am. They said I don’t look like Japanese. Many people think of me as a half breed of Asian and Native American, or something else. Even when I was living in Japan, some people told me I didn’t look like Japanese.
Now I live in America and I love being myself. Being described as “unique” does not bother me anymore. I gratefully accept being described as unique, because that is me. I am becoming something new and that is totally fine with me.
And, from the perspective from spirits, we all are pretty unique; nobody cannot be replaced by anybody else. We all are unique and precious. Let’s love ourselves and love being ourselves and enjoy being unique.
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