Yesterday, I mentioned about the meaning of our name. Our name has significant meaning to us and we should not ignore it. Although I stated the significance of our names, it was only recently when I actually recognized the significance of my name. I would like to share one of my personal experiences regarding my name.
In my 20s and 30s, I had traveled many different foreign countries. I was not interested in staying luxurious hotels, enjoying shopping, nor eating at nice restaurants. All my interests were in making new friends in the local area in foreign countries. So, it was pretty natural for me to stop attending a packed tour, but started visiting foreign countries by myself. I would stay at the youth hostels where they used to offer a very reasonable price for a night. Even in Sedona, I used to stay at the hostel where the owner charged me only $5 per night. It was available 18 years ago, but the hostel in Sedona does not exist anymore in 2016.
During my adventure days (years) travelling around the world as a backpacker, I had many foreigner friends. Most of them had a hard time to remember my name. They could not pronounce my name properly. One of my American friend asked me to give me a nickname. I accepted the nickname and started using the nickname. It was so simple that many foreigner friends easily remember and pronounce. The nickname is a common name as a pet dog’s name.
In such days, sometime in 2005, it was before my husband and I started dating, my husband’s grandmother told me I should stop using my nickname to respect my real name. I still clearly remember about that. Those days, I still felt comfortable using my nickname so that I didn’t make effort in switching back to my real name.
Then, many years later have passed. When I became a wife and a mother, my husband’s grandmother’s voice came back to me in my head. At that time, she was already passed away. Her sprit voice told me to switch back to my real name. This time, her voice made me realized that I really should respect my real name.
When I think back of my younger days when I used my nickname, the nickname matched to me in those days. I was a free spirit without any responsibilities. I could do anything, go anywhere. The nickname helped me staying as an anonymous. That is why the nickname (pet’s name) fit to my energy.
I am now back to my original path that I planned before I came to this life. I am responsible for my family and my life. I understand I am a precious being. I am proud on using my real name that has significant meanings to me.
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