We each possess our unique baseball swing.
It’s ours at birth.
Our swing doesn’t materially change.
As Babe Ruth has the Babe Ruth swing, and Ted William’s has the Ted Williams swing. We have our swings.
Even if we’ve never picked up a baseball bat.
The metaphor is our authentic self.
Each of us has one, and only one, swing (self) that is “authentic” to us.
The worst thing that can happen is to lose this.
Losing our authentic swing (self) is losing our soul, identity, and vision of ourselves.
We swing and miss. Whiff. Strikeout. Slump and feel cursed. Ask why?
The best-intentioned search for wisdom is worthless.
Because when “all is lost,” the only work is to regain trust in our swing (self).
We will always find what we need by picking up a baseball bat and taking as many swings as necessary until we rediscover what’s already ours.
Our swing (self)
