Anyone that knows me, in physical form, is right now reading this with a questioning look on their face. For in stature, I am short. By any standards. It’s ok, you can say it too, I’m not offended. It is a fact.
A fact, I am surprised to say, somehow hasn’t sunk in! Even after all these years on earth! Being told “Wow, you’re short!” Or “How’s the weather down there?” Or the variety of other comments people make about us.
People that meet me in ways other than face to face first, will then meet me and often be surprised to see that I come in such a small package.
But it’s ok, I get it. Because I’m still surprised when people comment on how short I am or I notice someone having to bend down to talk to me or hear me when I’m whispering. In those moments (I am amazed to say) I am reminded (as if I didn’t already know) that I am in a small package!
I say it that way because I am in no way, shape, or form small! My being… My soul… My True Self is not small at all! And regardless of whether you meet me on the phone the first time or in person, you will figure this out eventually. And I won’t apologize for surprising you or for you having to bend down, because it’s simply how I am packaged. And there is a big lesson in this packaging for me and one that I am just now embracing for what it is truly worth… The lesson that I am not small regardless of my package or what others think!!