Note: This post was already in the works, nearly done, when the horrific events in Boston occurred. Boston is my home town and my heart goes out to all of the runners and spectators who were impacted by this terrorist act. Boston is a strong town with strong people, but this kind of horror is a lot for any place to bear. My heart is with Boston and the people from around the world, who are there.
Don’t read into the title; don’t expect toilet humor… butt maybe. On the other hand, if you have a dainty constitution, move on to other reading. When I said on my byline that this is my “twisted” view of the world, here it is. Sometimes my thinking veers left, but in the end, there’s a deeper meaning here. However, it’s not beneath me to use some body humor to make that point.
The other day as I was driving home, I was thinking about peer pressure, self esteem, and conflict. I was thinking about how I had let someone else make me feel bad about myself. The issues were stupid, but I’d let it get under my skin. It’s me; I’m the one who took that on. The situation was a classic booby trap for me. Two points of views, at odds, and I started over-analyzing my input. I started feeling bad about myself and second guessing what I’d said, and done. It’s a vicious spiral down; a no win outcome, because I always judge myself harshest. And there it was, the thought: why do I start thinking that someone else is better than me, that they are more entitled to an opinion? When we get down to it, we’re all human… We all poop.
Pow! The thought just hit me, and as I drove along, it just got funnier and funnier to me. School bully? They poop. International threats aren’t the only stinkies that Kim Jong-un makes. Angelina Jolie may have Brad Pitt, but she still poops. So does Brad. Prettiest, smartest, most popular, least popular, most successful, least successful, leaders of countries— they’re all brought to the same base line when it comes to nature. Suddenly, I could see some humor, in realizing that even the people I find most intimidating, have to deal with the most basic of realities. The most impressive person, the one that shakes your confidence, they’ve all looked back at the bowl to see the outcome. Dr. Oz says that if you’re eating right and taking care of yourself, you should see an S. Really? I think that my steady diet of Hot Tamales has derailed the alphabet for me.
Everyone poops. Strangely, this idea is very freeing. Self-esteem issues are not new to me. I’ve certainly heard it said, had it explained; I’ve read about self-esteem, and seen countless talk shows over the years, that spell it out. I get that it starts in me. When I accept my own worth, or when I just observe things and detach from the outcomes, I’m much less likely to start comparing and feeling like I need to back peddle. It’s easy for me to say it to others, but it’s the stuff I have to work on all the time. “Do as I say, not as I do.” It’s hard wired in me, and I have to really put my mind to it, to not fall in that trap of self doubt and criticism. But suddenly, thinking on the most base level, using my inner Beavis, it all seemed funny— a lot less set in stone. It’s a little harder to compare yourself to someone else, or debate your worth, when you remember that they are ultimately no different than you, in the most basic ways.
When my kids were little they had a book called Everyone Poops, by Taro Gomi. It’s a cute picture book that’s meant to teach kids that bodily functions are normal and healthy, and that they need to take care of their bodies. Gomi uses bold artwork to show that camels poop, fish poop, and humans poop, etc. My boys, in particular, thought it was the funniest book— the beginning of the whole “potty humor” phase that boys inevitably dive enthusiastically into. I’m not sure that the book was intended to teach self-esteem, but the concept is interesting. Maybe there was more to that book that mommy missed? A teaching moment missed? Yes kids, everyone poops; we’re all the same in the end.
Why do so many of us give our power over to others? Why do we allow ourselves to feel beneath others? There are always going to be people who have more, or have less: whether it’s materially or personally. There will be times when you’re right, and when you’re wrong, when one person is better at something and when you are. In the end, we all need to find our inner comfort zone and self worth. In the end, we all poop.
If this gave you a giggle, or you just like body humor, read these two clever posts. None of us knew the other was writing what we were, but we all just fell into the same zone. Check out some fun reading at: Carrie at The Write Transition: http://carrierubin.com/2013/04/15/ouch-glad-that-was-nut-me/ AND Lyssa at Psychobabble (and by the way, this is not about what she sees in clouds): http://psychobabblepants.wordpress.com/2013/04/15/finding-shapes-in-the-clouds/
Share your thoughts. What pushes your buttons? Do you judge yourself harshly? Or are you a confident person? Hit like, if you poop too.
Hahaha. Loved this post, not only because it’s funny and insightful, but I’m relieved to know I’m not the only one who’s rationalized things like this. Whenever I think someone is out of my league, so to speak, I either remind myself that 1) they put their pants on one leg at a time like I do, or 2) as you so elegantly put it, everybody poops.
Thanks for lightening my mood. I needed that today.
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I know you’re not too active on Twitter, but I had to retweet this. 🙂
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Thanks! I’m trying to be more active… but it doesn’t always pan out. Runs in phases for sure. So appreciate the support Carrie. xo
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You’ll have to follow me back on Twitter now that I followed you, or I’ll feel dissed. 😉
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Done. Done before you said boo. 🙂
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Oh, it doesn’t show you as following me. That’s odd. Do you have a different account maybe? I’m such a dork, I’m probably following the wrong one.
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It’s probably under my real name Dawn Quyle Landau, and not Tales From the Motherland. I followed you this morning, when I saw that you had tweeted me. I hardly ever notice people’s Twitter accounts. Would have followed sooner, but I’m a bigger dork than you! I just sent Lyssa over to your post and she thought it was hilarious too. I’ve put a link to your post and hers on my Everyone Poops post, because I think it’s just too beautiful that we all went to the gutter this week! “Great minds…” 😉
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Thank you! I appreciate that. 🙂 (Still don’t see you among my Twitter followers though. Apparently I really am clueless, as my sons would be tempted to say if I’d let them…)
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I got a a confirmation that I’m following you… maybe I’m just stalking you. 😉
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Well that’s just weird. Must be a glitch. Oh, well, I have you on my list so I’ll see your tweets. 🙂
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Ok. Very strange! I have an email that says I’m following you… but, I know you are very on top of things, so I went to my Twitter acct and double checked, and sure enough, I was not following you. So, I am now. Or, I should be (again). Man, you have a lot of followers Dr Rubin! You should not feel dissed by anything or anyone! But, I am now following you for sure. So, entertain me! Tweet tweet. 😉
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Haha–yes, I finally received your follow notification. Glad I’m not crazy. Well…
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Um, well…. actually… 🙂
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Well that’s just weird. Must be a glitch. Oh, well, I have you on my list so I’ll see your tweets. 🙂
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Nobody’s s#!^ really smells good… and somehow, that really does bring me some confidence. 😉 And oh Carrie, the thoughts I have, that I don’t print… I’m already itching at the thought of how this one will be read! Eek.
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More than “Like,” I Loved this!! These days, when someone says or does something that riles me up, I try to remember to ask myself what button in me just got pushed. And if someone in my presence gets riled up, I try to remember that it’s not about me- it’s their “stuff” coming up, wanting to be examined. “Why do so many of us give our power over to others?” So insightful!!
Taking it down to the base level of poop, was brilliant! (Had that book and loved it).
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Funny how it just came to me, and then seemed so clear. Sometimes s#!^ just makes sense. 😉
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I poop!! I totally clicked on this because I love toilet humor, but I got a self esteem boost! Win!
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Hopefully there was a tiny dose of both… you did see how I started with butt? I mean, clever, right. 😉
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Clever indeed!
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Why thank you! I’m tickled that you liked it. By any chance did you read Carrie Rubin’s post on Nuts? With your post on ultra sound, the three of us have collectively, and unwittingly covered all possible avenues! Hey! I am going to go add a link to both of you right now… share the potty mouth wealth. It’s just too interesting that we all went this direction! “Great minds…” 😉
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I need to go check out that post!
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I have just added a link to your post, and to Carrie’s… it’s just too “special” that we all went this direction.
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Oh we’re special all right!
I just went and checked out her post – hilarity!
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Totally agree! I must be part teenage boy, because I laughed at every single video!! I mean, LOL’ed.
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This was awesome, Dawn! I may steal this idea for an emotional wellness class I’m doing. It’s perfect. Pooping is the great equalizer. It makes for a level playing field, at least a fertilized one!! Lol! I coldn’t help myself. My kids had that book too and it cracked them up! Nice job.
Lisa
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Thanks Lisa… it’s amazing how freeing the imagery is. Hate to admit it, and I may regret having done so… but seriously. Go ahead, run with it! 🙂
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I always comment, so forgive me for not commenting sooner – I am on the road (in Seattle at the moment). I will follow up further as time allows. 🙂
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Yes! We need to set a day and time, if you are available… would love to share a coffee and chat. Welcome home! 🙂
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I have 2,000 miles of travel through the Cascades and Canadian Rocky Mountains over the next 10 days. I will be in Ferndale on Apr. 29. Plan on something that week. I will be in touch. – Mike
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Yowza! I’ll pencil it in, but don’t make yourself crazy! You have grandkids and a daughter who are probably very excited to see you. Just let me know if you’ll have time. If not, this summer maybe. : )
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This did give me a giggle. Thank you for your humorous insights on what has otherwise been a challenging morning. 🙂
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Ha! Glad you found it then. I hope your morning turns around Jolene. Maybe a dose of sunshine? Thanks for taking the time to read and comment; it’s much appreciated. 🙂
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