This struck me the other night, after writing The Highly Sensitive CEO.
I was thinking about the old tale of the Tortoise and the Hare.
You know the story.
If you don’t, let me retell it in a style I like to call “Leonie’s Fables.”
There was once a tortoise and a hare. Or, as we here in Australia would refer to it: the bunny and the turtle.
(YES… I KNOW TORTOISES AND TURTLES ARE DIFFERENT SPECIES. BUT WE DON’T HAVE ‘EM HERE. SO TURTLES IT IS! COWABUNGA!)
Anyway, bunny and turtle had a race to win a gold star sticker on some shit.
Bugs went super fast, got totes knackered, then had to take some naps along the way.
And turtle was like “LOLZ fuck you bro, I might be slow, but I’m steady and I’ll win this Grand Prix!”
And he did.
And everyone got tattoos on their asses that said:
“Slow and steady winz da race.”
Anyways, I was thinking about this tale, and I was like:
Ya know, I think this story is kind of assholey towards Bugs.
Because here’s the thing:
I reckon Bugs is a HSP.
She is an excitable mofo who gets totally amped and charged up and can move faster than anyone.
And then her nervous system is like: “MEEP. SHUTTING DOWN.”
And she needs to slooooowwwww the fuck down… right to the point of not moving… before she can even face moving again.
And when she does, she can move again at lightning speed. Because that’s the speed she was born for.
And you know what? That’s totally cool. I love that about Bugs. I love that she’s different. Not all of us were born to be turtles.
And you know what else?
Sometimes Bugs DOES win. And even then… there’s no race.
There’s just Bugs doing her speed, taking care of herself with naps along the way.
And there’s Turtle, chillaxing along at her own speed.
Neither of them suck. Both of them are needed. Both come with gifts, both come with challenges:
Turtle is steady, reasonable, logical, consistent. Turtle is a marathon runner.
Bugs is fast, spontaneous, brilliant, variable, visionary. Bugs is a sprinter.
So fuck it, dearests:
Whether you’re a Bugs or a Turt… go at your own pace.
There is no race.
There’s just you, being what you were born to do.
All my love,
P.S. Obviously I’m a Bugs.
My mentor Hiro tells me, laughing, that she sings this song when she thinks of me:
“Don’t Stop Me Now… I’m Travelling At The Speed of Light…”
until I’m not.
And I’ve either broken my immunity and have come down with a cold/throat infection (like right now) or my nervous system (like I did last week). These little Bugs Naps to make up for the super sonic times.
Also: I hire a lot of Turtles around me. I need their energy! We need each other to balance each other out!
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