One day as I was spending some time with Katie, she said, āYou really do love me.ā
āI do,ā I said.
āBut do you really love ME? Donāt you just love everybody?ā Looking sheepishly at the floor, then back at my face, she asked, āAm I special?ā
Iāve been asked variations on this question many times. I talked about our need for āspecial loveā in a past blogābut allow me to say more about āspecialnessā here.
When Iām with you, my entire focus in the world is on YOU. Iām thinking about you and caring about you. Thatās a lot of loving, and its very existence IS specialāglorious, amazing. You donāt have to earn it. I give it to you no matter what you do. Itās unconditional.
Additionally, you are uniqueāspecial. You have a combination of kindness, boldness, gentleness, insight, or experienceāto name just a few qualitiesāthat is found in few other people, if any. This unique blend makes you āspecial,ā but it does not make you more unconditionally lovable. By definition, the unconditional love we receive would not vary according to the qualities we possess. It is without conditions. But our specialness DOES give us certain capacities that others will not have. Our specialness makes us more useful, not more lovable.
This understanding of specialness frees us from the damaging condition of competing with others for special love, and from the harm that uniformly comes from comparing ourselves with others. We are far happier when we enjoy and use our specialness, rather than needing it to feel worthwhile.