Too Big, Too Strong!

There have often been times when I have felt left out or overlooked. Situations come up where I am puzzled as to why I was not included,consulted , invited or asked to participate. For the longest time , I believed that there was something wrong with me.
Maybe people dislike me.
Maybe people just tend to overlook me.
Maybe they feel that I have little or nothing to add to the equation.
When these things happen I am always left asking "what's wrong with me?"
Recently, I have been able to view some of this from a completely different vantage point. 
I mentioned feeling marginalized a week ago.
Being marginalized has afforded me the opportunity to remain slightly connected while still at arms length.
This has allowed me to have an eagle's eye view of many of these relationships and happenstances.
It has given me a completely different understanding of what I now believe is the case in more situations than not.
The fear factor.
Not my fears, other peoples fears.
David is too big (not in size,in presence).
David is too strong (not physically but in character and conviction).
David is too smart (not that I know everything but maybe someone else's short comings are being protected).
There are a lot of people who I have come across in life that are flat out intimidated by what I bring to the table.
They fear losing their control over something.
They fear that they might not measure up.
They fear that others involved might actually respect me, like my input or assistance or enjoy having me around, somehow diminishing their own position.
Fear and insecurity.
Many years ago, when I first entered the adult work force, the owner of the organization I worked for cautioned me.
"The king doesn't have to tell anyone that he's the king." 
42 years later I am beginning to understand his message more than I ever .
In the History of the World ,Part 1 ,Mel Brooks remarks "It's good to be the king!"
I'm not so sure. In fact, it's often lonely being a king.
"Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown"Shakespeare:Henry IV, Part 2.
Like it or not, we are who we are!