On a trip to Madrid to visit my friend Robert Poynton, he hands me this.
“It’s a robot*,” he says, “You carry it with you. It offers you outrageous compliments.”
(*one of over 27,000 made by Gary Hirsch)
What a gift for each of us to hold – a crazy joyful robot that offers us outrageous compliments. It’s such a contrast to the outrageous criticism that so many of us bring everywhere within us – the part that demands that we be perfect, go faster, get loved, get appreciated, be better. The part that’s sure we’re not, ever, enough.
As Robert writes, the gift of the robot is that it ‘knows that you are not the imposter,
that the real imposters are the shadows you chase’.
Perhaps my little robot can remind me of my own goodness more often, and help to question what the critic stands for, whether it helps, and if it’s now time to do without the suffering and holding back that is its ‘gift’ to each of us.
And perhaps you might just make one you can carry yourself.