After a long flight, travelers gather around the baggage claim area to pick-up their luggage — a piece of who they are.
– Often, some travelers pick-up the wrong suitcase because its just like everyone else’s.
– Similarly, there are the travelers who pick-up the nicer piece of luggage wishing it was theirs.
– There are the impatient travelers anxiously waiting for their suitcases, fidgeting, pacing, huffing and raising their tone.
– There’s always a suitcase that bursts open, spewing out all the personal contents for everyone to see.
– Then, when all the travelers are gone there inevitably always is the lone suitcase that remains unclaimed.
You might have guessed it. The luggage claim is a metaphor. We’re all travelers and the suitcase is our life, a piece of who we are and what we stand for. We all look to claim luggage.
Some of us look to have the exact same life as those around, others, embarrassed by their raggedy belongings pretend to have something better. Some of us are frustrated, waiting for life to come to us and sometimes life blows up in our face, revealing more than we would like.
I think the most tragic are those who have left what’s theirs behind.
It doesn’t have to be the prettiest or the strongest or the most expensive. It can be flawed, broken or torn, but its yours. Sure you can work on it and improve it. But the first step is claiming it.
It’s yours, own it.