We Are All Enough

We are all enough….

Those of us that grew up in the 1970’s remember what a treat it was for certain classic favorite movies and television specials to play once every year.  Remember, there were no video tapes, dvds, or recording devices for our televisions, so we relied solely on what the big three networks, NBC, CBS, and ABC were going to air for our viewing pleasure.

My all time three favorite annual movies were The Sound of Music, The Wizard of Oz, and Gone With the Wind.  There was a lot of build up and fanfare including popcorn popped on the stove top and if we were really lucky, we’d get some Pepsi instead of the normal drink…Kool Aid. I still could belt out every tune Julie Andrews meticulously sang including the yodeling from The Lonely Goatherd, “yo Lay ee odl lay ee odl lay hee hoo.”  You can trust that I’m singing it right now.

Animated specials were especially exciting.  Most of the time, cartoons were only available on Saturday mornings, but around every major holiday, prime time rolled out dozens of half-hour classics.

About a year and a half ago, I started delving into the world of healing my inner child.  I had finally come to the conclusion that it was time to face the pains of my past in order to heal and grow and to stop self destructing through unhealthy behaviors as a means of escape.  I started to realize that even though I had considered myself a successful business woman and a pretty good mother, that deep down, I didn’t feel worthy, and I didn’t feel like I deserved good things in my life. That’s a hard pill to swallow, and I needed to put some kind of reminder in place to help me affirm that I am not indebted to a life a shame.  I contacted a local artisan jeweler and had a ring made that simply states “I AM ENOUGH.” I have worn the ring religiously every day as a visual affirmation. Every morning when I slip it on my finger, I read it aloud and proud.  It is a necessary start to my day. I rank it up there with my trip to the bathroom and my first drink of water.

About a month ago, while having my monthly full body massage (a reward that I have been indulging in as a means of self care), I showed it to my massage therapist, Krissy, as she and I were having a meaningful conversation and I was opening up about the shame that I had been carrying for so many years. She and I have become friends through our professional association as we talk about everything from our aspirations, our shared love of writing, the importance of spreading light in the world, to our similar childhood experiences.  We have deemed ourselves soul sisters, and the connection has been very rewarding as we encourage each other on our respective journeys.

As I walked into Krissy’s house, I handed her the book and told her “Big Magic will give you the kick in the butt you need to keep writing.” As I was finishing my sentence, Krissy is simultaneously slipping something into my hand, and as I looked down, I felt warmth, a little leap from my heart, and the most special feeling that included joy, my eyes welling up with tears, and a chill that came right up the back of my neck.  It was a simple, painted flat rock that says “You Are Enough.”

Krissy explained that she had been given a box full of hand-painted rocks, and as she sifted through them, she came upon this particular message and knew exactly who it was meant for…it was meant for me. 

This moment was sweetly serendipitous, at the very least.  Anyone who doesn’t believe that the simplest of gestures like a smile, a gentle touch to the hand, a kind word, or even a painted rock, doesn’t matter is probably someone who has never been shown such a kindness.  

The story became even sweeter as Krissy explained that a dear friend of hers hand-colors each rock with inspirational messages and gives these beautiful mementos to others.  Sometimes they are hidden so others can delightfully find them just when they need a sign from the universe, and others are stored away in a box waiting for the perfect moment to make someone smile.  Krissy explained that the creativity and passion behind these rocks belongs to a woman who has many health issues and just finds joy in spreading the love. I was so inspired, I wanted to meet this amazing woman and find a way to share her story here, but unfortunately, after asking, the artist wishes to continue to quietly reap the reward of joy in the therapy of creating them, and I have to respect that boundary. 

As I’ve been trying to find the best way to tell this story, I kept coming back to a famous line from one of those annual animated specials that aired on tv when I was a child.  If you haven’t guessed it by now, from Peanuts It’s the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown, comes the most famous line from the show when Charlie Brown sadly exclaims “I got a rock” as the children compare their trick-or-treat goodies. 

Charlie Brown never really catches a break, and we are always left feeling sorry for poor “Chuck”. I did some research on this episode before I wrote this blog, and I found that Charles Schulz may have created Charlie Brown as an extension of his own feelings of low self worth and maybe as a means of expressing his sadness and lack of belonging.  

It’s the Great Pumpkin was first aired in 1966, but in 1975, the Peanuts comic strip depicted a version of the story in which Peppermint Patty was convinced by Linus to sit in the pumpkin patch and wait for The Great Pumpkin.  Of course, she was upset that The Great Pumpkin never appears, and she said “ I sat in a pumpkin patch for a week and I didn’t get ANYTHING!” Charlie Brown then said “Do you want my rock?”

I interpret this as sort of a redemptive message in that Charlie Brown is trying to show Peppermint Patty some empathy and to show that he can relate to the disappointment, and maybe it even fosters the belonging he felt when Peppermint Patty was equally as unlucky.  

Imagine if the rock that Charlie Brown had received was not just a rock but instead a beautifully hand-painted sign from the universe that he mattered.  If Charlie Brown had received a rock with a message of hope, love, and inspiration, the disappointment would have instead been joy, a heart that seemed to leap from his chest, and a chill that went right up the base of his neck into his bald head.  And if serendipity was as sweet as it is said, when good old Charlie Brown would have offered that rock to Peppermint Patty, she would not have needed to say, “Do you like me more than I like you, Chuck?” She would have already known.

You are enough.


~Blanche Bouvier 



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2 thoughts on “We Are All Enough

  1. Diane

    Lynn, this is so great! I don’t know where you come up with these words. They all come together perfectly and tell such a great story. I love to read what you have to say. I know there is always meaning to it. You are so blessed! Thank you for sharing this story. Love you


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