For those of you who didn’t see Ellen’s show today or read the article on her monologue about Proposition 8, let’s get current, shall we? Gay (a.k.a. “same-sex”) marriage. Proposition 8 – against gay marriage. Unconstitutional, Prop. 8 was voted (Star Wars, anyone?). Did I mention Ellen is amazing? I’d go gay for her. Not really, but I love her. But seriously. For the love of Pete, let’s get this show on the road!
I read Ellen’s monologue about One Million Moms last night. I’ve never met Ellen in person and I may get to know her beyond her show, but that woman is simply amazing. How she can add such good humor to what many (apparently one million moms…which is really only 40,000 moms with a dream?) consider to be a very serious situation is nothing short of miraculous.
“I stand for honesty, equality, kindness, compassion, treating people the way you’d want to be treated and helping those in need. To me, those are traditional values. That’s what I stand for. I also believe in dance.” When Ellen said these words, I had goose bumps all over. I damn-near cried before I laughed out loud. There are so many things we can all learn from this woman – this traditional, lesbian, hilarious, compassionate, dancing machine.
What Ellen inspires in me (and what I hope that you all find in you) is that there is nothing more important in my life than being exactly who I am. And who I am may change in every moment, but what I’m learning is that not only is that Okay, it’s phenomenal. Today, I happen to be the 25-year-old blogger with a dream who is doing my best to get my life (among other things) headed in the direction I’d like it to go. Tomorrow, I may be the chick at the restaurant who is laughing too loud and smiles too big. Or perhaps I’ll be the girl who let the angry old man in line go ahead of me just because (or the bitch that slaps him in the face…don’t judge me). Next year, I might be that athletic-looking babe on the beach or the slightly over-weight girl at the coffee shop. I may still have tri-colored hair or maybe I’ll be au naturale. It doesn’t matter what I look like or what you see when you look at me. What matters is that I continue to be honest with myself in my journey.
These days I am constantly reminded and shown how important it is for us to be happy with us. It’s not our job or our right to “fix” everybody else. It’s also not our job to tell ourselves that we are not enough when we are being exactly who we are. I’m not the next Ellen, Oprah or Tony Robbins. But I am Celeste and that’s pretty awesome in my book. Through all the fuck-ups and all the failures and all the laughter and all the chaos…I’m a success.
That’s the whole point. Ellen isn’t perfect. My GOD – she’s even GAY! By the way, who decided what “perfect” meant? The word “perfect,” according to The New Oxford Dictionary, is “having all the required or desirable elements, qualities, or characteristics.” Funny – who decides what the “desirable elements, qualities, or characteristics” are? You? Me? Both. I decide what I think to be perfect (by the way, I’ve found that my idea of perfect in a human still ends up being flawed – I don’t know about you). You also get to choose, too. Maybe perfect is being gay and the rest of us have been getting it wrong. Or maybe that’s just an opinion. Freedom of choice. It’s a Universal law. You know what I choose? I choose me and, in that, I choose happiness. Starting to see a pattern?