On Being Ordinary.......

In something I wrote the other day, I referred to myself as ordinary. The idea of being ordinary has been stuck in my head ever since then. I find it a little bit weird that I am actually pretty comfortable being ordinary. One would think that our egos would drive us to want to be extraordinary, to be the best or to be special. Well for me,I believe I can be both. How's that you may ask?
Simple. Being ordinary is not the same as being average. Average is where someone or something might fall on a scale of some sort. You take the sum total of any set, divide that by the population of the set and you can then find the average. A simple mathematical equation. Being ordinary is not the same thing. I for one excel at being ordinary. My excellence at ordinary in fact, makes me extraordinary.
I cook the same way. I take pretty basic ingredients ,throw them together and produce unbelievably extraordinary meals.Really....ask my family.
Leftovers? You know the stuff that is in all of those containers that clutter your refrigerator. In my kitchen these become epicurean delights.I take ordinary and make it special.
I realize this sounds a bit braggadocios. It's really not. It is actually a very real perspective of who I am. I am an ordinary guy, who leads an ordinary life and always goes about it seeking maximum results.
It explains why I never pursued acting or sports or music or any of a number of things that I enjoyed doing. I was good at a bunch of things. I participated to the best of my abilities. I was never gifted in any of them.I was in fact ordinary,which made the levels of success I achieved in any of these en devours seem so extraordinary.
This has also been one of my biggest stumbling blocks in moving forward with my book.To me, it's the ordinary chronicles of an ordinary guy who leads an ordinary life with the ordinary challenges that most every one faces from time to time. When I share that with my editor or mentors their response is "EXACTLY!".
I don't get it.
Why is this so exciting to them?
I actually love being ordinary. When I was dating,trust me, I was always dating way out of my league.
I married way above "ordinary".
I look around at my very ordinary house and my very ordinary possessions and I feel blessed that they have all come together to make such an extraordinary home.
I suppose that's who I am. An ordinary man. 
I may in fact be the super hero of ordinary. Call me Ordinary Man!
My chest emblazoned with the initials O.M. for ordinary man.
Wait......O.M. .....as in OM....Om...Om...
How peaceful is that!

Extraordinary!

Shabbat Shalom!

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