I never knew what to do with the idea that we must compete with one another.
That we are only worth something if we are more, faster, stronger.
Competition. Measured by what standard? By physical, material, mental judgment?
It always felt foreign to me to trample on others.
Why wouldn’t who I am be enough?
Why wouldn’t there be enough space, room, opportunity for everyone?
We were also taught to fall in line, to conform—anyone who wasn’t considered outstanding according to human-made limitations.
Under “becoming one,” we understood becoming gray, which our hearts instinctively resisted.
The mind only remembered that we are not the same.
It forgot that our unique, special soul code—different for each of us—is exactly what makes us all unrepeatable miracles of creation, and that every presence is indispensable, equally valuable.
So we began measuring ourselves against others.
How many times did it echo at school, at work, in training, or just among girls and boys, that one or two people were the very best of the best (acknowledging their abilities)?
We started admiring them, while feeling smaller and smaller ourselves—or eventually not seeing ourselves at all.
We became invisible to ourselves.
We always looked outward or upward, never inward.
We stopped hearing our inner voice and wrapped ourselves in silence, making the outside world even louder.
We extinguished our own light by listening to others.
We believed we were nobody.
I know what this feels like—I did this too.
I wandered for a long time until I resigned myself to it: I am nobody.
No-body? No-self?!
The lotus roots itself in the darkest swamp, yet it knows it will one day reach the surface.
It longs for the light, and sooner or later it reveals itself.
But it exists even before it becomes visible. It grows.
And when it opens, it does not extinguish the light of another flower—by adding its own beautiful miracle, together they create the colorful, living world on the surface of the lake.
The feeling of being “nobody” transforms:
from one who disappeared into darkness into one who took root in the depths and began rising upward.
Because the strength gained in darkness is exactly what now makes it possible to bloom on the surface.
And when many of us bloom at once, the world comes alive as a heart-warming source of joy.
A tapestry of flowers emerges, where every color has its place. Words turn into songs.
Each person, with their own light, expands the radiance that connects sky and earth.
The air fills with fragrance, and in this sea—holding both the depths and heights of life—we sway together, exist together, as long as the world exists.
So shine, flower of worlds!
~Dajbukát Ildikó
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