Bob Dylan not personally accepting the Nobel Prize is on my mind this morning. I heard some well-known personalities on TV just chewing him a new one because of his arrogance. I felt uncomfortable at how transparent their judgments were...as in, If I ever won, I'd do so much better, etc.
I don't doubt that the majority of us want to accept ourselves just as we are. Some, again no doubt, have no problem with that, and go on to be in-our-skin comfortable no matter the occasion or the company attendant. Some don't.
And some just want to judge both the comfortable and the uncomfortable, the comfortable as arrogant and the uncomfortable as ignorant...and all the avenues and alleys in between. Judging is the ego's playground.
Personally, I never saw any Kennedy Center recipient look as miserably uncomfortable as Dylan looked when he received that award, and, who's kidding whom, receiving the Nobel is a step or two up from that in prestige, pomp and circumstance. He's been in the public eye for it seems a hundred or so years, but fear is older than that and knows no boundaries.
So there...I took my own flight of fantasy (that's an upgraded judgment), and I say good on him. His no-show told me he accepts himself just as he is...which is a far greater gift than the Nobel Prize or any other material award.
Thank you.
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