Comments on: You Do Not Have to Earn your Weirdness

By: Marvelous Monday! : Wicked Whimsy

Marvelous Monday! : Wicked Whimsy — Tue, 13 Jul 2010 00:59:54 +0000

[...] You do not have to earn your weirdness. [...]

By: Gurl

Gurl — Wed, 23 Jun 2010 01:21:34 +0000

I love this post! I have been proudly outside the social “norm” in many ways for years. I don’t earn it, I live it and I love it! Excellent post with good points for those who feel their worth is tied to their earnings. I know better because I earn nothing right now, but I AM worth more than money could ever purchase

By: Cristina

Cristina — Wed, 16 Jun 2010 17:27:42 +0000

Jennifer, as usual your words touch me deep inside: I think I have always tried to earn my weirdness, but you are right, I am enough as I am, and my creativity has the right to express itself for what it is, not for “paying my price” to the world. Thank you very much for all the inspiration you give to me!

By: Jennifer

Jennifer — Wed, 16 Jun 2010 17:14:03 +0000

Erika, that made my day! I love watching my Lilly get more strange — she’s been such a conformist and now letting herself be a tiny bit “freak flag” makes me so happy.

Lynne, I remember, as a younger writer, walking around saying, “I am not my work.” You have given me a great idea for something to do at Taos!

Crescent, we could do a rap/talk about that extra layer of earning that comes with earning your living through creative means. There may be more to say there!

andrew, picturing your sleeping now, knowing you are enough.

Michele, Fabeku, Hiro, Rachel, Leslie, let’s go fly our weirdo flags on the beach today!

By: Erika

Erika — Wed, 16 Jun 2010 17:02:13 +0000

So wonderful and inspiring what you write here! Thanks, Jen.

It is amazing how I feel like I know you so well from your posts, videos and blogs. Thanks for that.

I wanted to share a line from my daughter’s mother’s day poem to me. She really gets me. In the middle of all the usual “I love you, Mommy” stuff, she wrote that she loves me because I am “magnificently strange.”

That was my favorite part of her poem.

love,
Erika