After I read Selfish Mitch’s post, I had to reflect about names, titles and labels. Aren’t they all the same thing? This prompted me to do some research. I know the general definition of each, but I wondered if there was anything that truly makes them different. Webster helped me out.
Webster defines name as “a word or phrase that constitutes the distinctive designation of a person or thing”. Names…I have had 2 given to me. Kristina was the name my birth mother chose for me. I don’t recall if I was called it in the orphanage where I spent the first 3 months of my life. What I do remember is her saying it, as an Empath and daily meditation, I don’t hear her per say, I feel her unconditional love. What’s funny is I named every favorite Barbie, Cabbage Patch Kid, doll (you name it) Kristina. When I was 13, my dad did some digging and made the Kristina discovery. He then told me a story. I was young, 4ish, when he was calling me to dinner one night. He called several times and I didn’t answer. This was unusual, I always listened to my dad. So, he came up to my bedroom to see what was going on. He said, “Allison, I’ve been calling you to dinner.” I turned and said to him, “I’m not Allison, I’m Kristina.” Already, at age 4, I was confused about names. Clearly, Allison is the second name. Given to me by my adoptive parents, who are MY parents and will always be referred to as such. I’ve never disliked either name, but to honor both of my mothers, AK, it is.
Webster defines title (as it relates to names) as, “an appellation (just a big word for name BTW) of dignity, honor, distinction, or preeminence attached to a person or family by virtue of rank, office, precedent, privilege, attainment, or lands”…hmmm? Okay then, so a title is a name. The only title that relates for me, per this definition, is that of teacher. I recently resigned from a 15 year teaching career…so much to talk about there, so I’ll save it for another day.
Label: a descriptive or identifying word or phrase. Here’s the one I keep getting hung up on. If we’re cool with names & titles, what’s the fucking problem with labels? From my perspective, here’s the problem…too many of them have been used to drive fear & insecurity, to keep us divided, believing the illusion of separation. Male, female, black, white, gay, straight, Jewish, Muslim…y’all know I could keep going on, but I feel you know where I’m going with this. Words are funny that way, they are powerful, but only when given the power. I was talking to my 18-year-old daughter yesterday about being psychic. She told me not to tell anyone, they would think I’m on drugs, or bat-shit crazy. This is the power we can give to a word. At 18, that’s how she would describe someone whose label is psychic. A year ago, had she told me this, I would have never said a word to anyone out of fear. I am a shit ton of labels, as all of us are, some of them not so great (I choose to focus on the great). The only labels that matter though, are the ones YOU choose to define YOU. And when others label you (and they will), YOU are the only one in control of how that label feels. Others’ judgements are simply a reflection of their own insecurities. If people associate psychic with bat-shit crazy, it is their problem…not mine, I know who I am. To be honest, before my spiritual awakening, I wasn’t sure if people had these amazing Clair abilities. Hell, I didn’t even know what an Empath was until my Twin Flame told me I was one. Shit, I didn’t even know what a Twin Flame was until this past April. You wanna talk about some deep ass labels, look those ones up.
Allison Kristina: woman, daughter, sister, mother, ex-wife, teacher, giver, healer, INFJ (for you Myers-Briggs people), psychic, Empath, friend, unsure of race, or heritage, but does it really matter? I am kind, loving, light, generous, feisty, intelligent, beautiful, protective, highly sensitive, introverted, occasionally funny, a total smart ass, loyal to a fault…I am ME, Wild Warrior Goddess, giver of unconditional love, empathy & compassion to all, because we are ONE. I choose to see labels as celebrations of differences, opportunities to learn something new from someone. So, who gives a shit what people think of YOUR name, title, or labels…Shine YOUR light, YOUR imperfect perfectness, live YOUR truth and it will spread to all around you.
So Webster may not have helped me understand what the difference is between these 3 words (other than more words), but I know…Humans. We are the ones that give words their power. May we use this power wisely.
Urban Dictionary gave the following definitions of my names: