Judy Garland said it and lived it well. She was an original and her type of thinking made her quotable but living her words, made her a legend.

Forty-three years after her death, the Hollywood icon remains a symbol of unique personality. There was no one like Judy Garland and there never will be. She was exceptionally talented and highly vulnerable, emotionally open, beautiful and brave, plucky, innocent and forever youthful. These traits, in harmonious balance belong only to the life of Judy Garland. Few of us can imagine anyone else as Dorothy in the Wizard of Oz. Why? Because she made the role hers and no one can copy her version. Judy was and still is the definitive, “Dorothy.”

You and I should strive to sing and play in our own voice as Judy did. Be “You” so authentically you can’t be imitated. When you look in the mirror, the formidable, beautiful face you see looking back at you, flaws and all should be someone you recognize, respect and adore.

I, like Judy suffered from trying to be accepted and loved by others who wished to change me into their brand of me. They loved me in their way but wanted a shinier, more palatable version of me, someone easier to digest, in short, a second-rate version of myself. The things we do for love and acceptance will break your heart. It did mine. I broke my heart after morphing into something less for someone else. Not only did the people I love and care about not recognize me, I hardly recognized myself. Let me tell you a secret, you only have to spin around once in this life to get lost and returning home to Kansas takes more than a click of your heels. I call it the price you pay for selling yourself on the cheap. Those of us who returned from Oz need never take the trip again.

Celebrate that you are the sperm which caught the egg and claimed it. You alone took your first breath filling your precious lungs with life. When you cried out, you did so in a rare voice. Every second from conception to the breath you just took is uniquely yours. Your exclusive start into your life and every step, breath, look, book, turn of your head, moment of dread, the coffee you drank, the person you’ve thanked, all yours. Every nanosecond from that moment to this is your particular experience and yours alone, all adding to the oneness of your already perfectly unique human form. Why or rather how could you sell out to second-rate?

Should you feel the pressure to change, for love, for acceptance or perhaps you’re simply bored with yourself, remember what the adjective unique means.

u·nique /

1.  existing as the only one or as the sole example; single; solitary in type or characteristics.

2.  having no like or equal; unparalleled; incomparable: Bach was unique in his handling of counterpoint.

3.  limited in occurrence to a given class, situation, or area.

4.  limited to a single outcome or result; without alternative possibilities.

5.  not typical; unusual: She has a very unique smile.

These sound like exceptional qualities to me worthy of holding onto. Let the world see you as you and let your exclusive light shine as a beacon for all to see and bask in.

One finds one’s own style by finding one’s own self.

~ Lin Yutang 



Being yourself takes courage, a ton of courage. Why? Because while us humans have many bonds that tie us to each other in our humanity, we are all unique. Completely, unequivocally unique. Even twins have their own peerless personality.

As humans we all have base needs to eat, sleep, be loved and to love. Our heart pumps the blood that courses through our veins. Our lungs expand to breathe in life-giving oxygen and we all exhale life sustaining carbon dioxide. We expectorate, urinate, fornicate, communicate, ambulate, aspirate and have a birth date. All the things we share connect us to one another. It is our distinctive personality which separate us.

We render ourselves vulnerable and open to possible rejection when we show others our special, shining light. This beacon within each individual awes some and blinds others. Anything outside what is considered “normal” behaviour makes us conspicuous, prominent and noticeable. The personal blend of remarkable gifts we each have may cause others to treat us as striking, outstanding, prominent or God-forbid, different. Different often entails rejection. When we don’t understand or like something we often classify it as, “different.” To a greater degree, the extent of our distinctive personality may be termed freakish, eccentric, oddball and outlandish inciting ostracization which generates fear because it is an opposing desire of every human on the planet.

To some, it is inconceivable to show their unique traits at the risk of losing likability or love. But what is love if not acceptance? It is so unthinkable to accept others for their independent spirit?

It is our responsibility to show the world who we really are. In our honesty, we need to share the extraordinary gifts and talents which are part of being a singular soul. When we do this, we not only open ourselves but we allow others the freedom to do the same. Our world becomes a rainbow.

It’s easy to be black and white but it takes a BADASS to be a rainbow. Let your colours fly. The folks who love you will always love you and the one’s who don’t, they’re simply colour blind.