Potential

Last week I watched the long-awaited Great Gatsby, and to my surprise, I was quite disappointed. Frankly, half of the movie I was wondering why. Why this effect, why that song, why this scene? The one good thing I heard in the whole entire movie was something along the lines of “he saw potential in people and made them blossom…”

When you meet someone who recognizes great potential in you, it can mainly go two ways. You can deny it, because living up to that expectation of potential they have imagined in their heads is simply too much for yours to handle at that given time. You feel pressured, annoyed even, that someone would think so highly of your degree of competence. Who are they to know what you are capable of, and what not? Guard up.

Or, you can blossom. Deep down you always had that little belief that you could and would do it, but then lost the courage to push harder through the routine of life. Maybe you even thought you were giving your best, but someone just came to tap you on the back and push you even further than where you imagined you were heading. These people are usually not our parents, since our parents are mainly the ones who see the highest potential in us, and expect the very most from day one. Usually these are acquaintances, or close friends. In any case, someone with an observing eye, and the nerve to tell people what they think.

When you hear words of encouragement at 3AM in a bar, or through a random conversation on Skype, you begin to realize that if we are in tune with the world, if we open our eyes and ears and accept that the answers to our questions lie not only within us, but also in the people we encounter, suddenly life becomes much less senseless. The blackness of distrust starts evaporating like a puddle of rain in the hot summer heat.

If you do blossom, it’s because you become temporarily infatuated with the person who communicates belief in you, whether you wish to admit it to yourself or not. Absolutely unexpectedly, you find yourself feeling slightly in love. Because, selfish as we all are, we once again love ourselves, and what we believe we are capable of becoming.

Marija

Prošli tjedan sam pogledala dugoočekivanog Velikog Gatsbyja i bila sam dosta razočarana. Da budem iskrena, pola filma sam se pitala čemu. Čemu ovaj efekt, čemu ta pjesma, čemu uopće ova scena? Jedina dobra rečenica koju sam čula tijekom cijelog filma je nešto poput “vidio je potencijal u svakome i učinio da ta osoba procvjeta..”

Kad upoznaš osobu koja prepoznaje veliki potencijal u tebi, najčešće su dva moguća ishoda. Možeš poreći mogućnost ispunjenja očekivanog potencijala jer je to jednostavno previše za tebe u tom trenutku. Osjećaš se pod pritiskom, čak možda i iznervirano, da bi se neka osoba usudila misliti tako visoko o tvojim sposobnostima. Tko su oni uopće da znaju čega si sposoban ili ne? Podigneš štit.

Ili možeš procvjetati. U tebi je možda uvijek negdje duboko postojalo uvjerenje da ćeš učiniti nešto od sebe, ali si izgubio hrabrost gurati dalje kroz kolotečinu života. Možda si čak mislio da daješ sve od sebe, ali je netko jednostavno morao doći da te malo potakne i pogurne još dalje nego što si uopće zamislio ići. Te osobe obično nisu naši roditelji, jer su oni ti koji najčešće vide najviše potencijala u nama i očekuju najviše od početka. Obično su ti ljudi poznanici ili bliski prijatelji. U svakom slučaju, netko tko  upija sve oko sebe i tko se osjeća dovoljno odvažnim da kaže ono što misli.

Kad čuješ riječi ohrabrenja u 3 ujutro usred nekog bara ili kroz usputan razgovor preko Skypea, počneš shvaćati da ako smo u skladu sa svijetom oko sebe, ako otvorimo oči i uši i prihvatimo da su odgovori na naša pitanja ne samo u nama, nego posvuda oko nas i u ljudima koji nas okružuju, odjednom život postane puno smisleniji. Crna rupa nepovjerenja počne isparavati poput lokve kiše usred ljetne žege.

Ako stvarno procvjetaš, to je zato što si privremeno zanesen osobom koja prenosi svoju vjeru u tebe, htio to sebi priznati ili ne. Potpuno neočekivano, kao da se malo zaljubiš. Jer, sebični kakvi svi pomalo jesmo, ponovno zavolimo sebe i ono u što vjerujemo da možemo postati.

Perceptive. Detailed. Impatient. Curious. Eager. Believer. Leo. marija@lestandart.com

1 Comment

  • May 21, 2013

    J

    Great one!