even to live
As I watched this, I thought about how well the episode represented my greatest fear: to be without a voice. It struck me then that though I am afraid of many things: rodents, drowning, looking foolish, being left out, etc. that what makes me really scared is not being heard. This works on multiple levels. I am terrified of being in danger and having no way to let anyone know. But I'm also afraid of not being able to communicate, of diminishing my voice, and essentially myself. In my Ph.D. program I took a course with a professor who felt it was "her job" to "weed out" graduate students. She set us up to fail, in my opinion. The course was an awful blow to my self-esteem, particularly as a writer/scholar. I left the course with a B and a deflated sense of myself and my writing abilities. It would be almost a year before I got my voice back. And it returned shaky and full of doubt, but rescued nonetheless, thanks to CB, Oren and Mary Shelley's Frankenstein.
When I think about how many times in my life I've silenced my own voice by not participating or not speaking up, or letting doubt work its way into my soul, I'm amazed at how little it takes to feel small, reduced to screaming without a sound. In Letters to Lucilius Seneca, a Roman stoic philosopher said,
Sometimes even to live is an act of courage.
How empowering is that quote? It strikes me particularly because I've been known to beat myself up a bit for paths I've taken or things I've done. I was talking and laughing today about some of my less glorious moments but it felt good not to feel guilty or sad or conflicted but rather be able to have those memories just be part of me, flawed and messy and full of mistakes and choices and accomplishments and stories. To me, the most courageous women are the ones who put it out there, the ones who may laugh a bit too loud or say something all wrong, the awkward and clumsy ones, the ones who struggle almost every single day and then do it all over again the next day. I think, sometimes, we think courage has to occur in a particular instance of danger or take a particular kind of strength. And of course, people who complete these kinds of feat are courageous and brave and maybe adrenaline junkies. Give me the Alice(s) any day. The girls who may take some time to find their muchness (or their voice) but once discovered can conquer impossible things, which may range from slaying a Jabberwocky to simply doing the daily stuff of your life.