• I am •
Twice just this week, I’ve had someone ask me abou..
🕑 Added 2024-01-23 16:11:05 +0000 UTC
• I am •
Twice just this week, I’ve had someone ask me about my ego. One voice inspired, in question, how do I exude the confidence I do? The other repulsed, my head seemingly too big for my shoulders in their eyes, I needed to be kicked down a peg, why would someone choose me when there are plenty others out there instead?
My answer to each question, was the same either way. My perspective is what sets me aside from the mundane. Now don’t get me wrong, I’m regrettably human and flawed as we all are. But I’ve made friends with my reflection & have enjoyed watching them change and grow. My crows feet carrying dark bags of wisdom, knowing I know nothing and there is so much more to learn. Embedded in my cheeks there are laugh lines placed permanently where frowns couldnt form so deep. I am all of the people before me, and the personification of their day dreams of generations they birthed. I am made of space and am a kin to the earth. Why shouldn’t I celebrate the fact that I exist? When there is so much more to do, and so much that I would miss. Is love something given to us based off what we do, or who we are? Do we only want to be loved for what we can bring to the table? Or to be loved by someone just because they are able to see inside our heart?
Of course the answer is simple, we want someone to see us as a whole human being. Our highs not overshadowed by our lows. Someone who knows our ugly and still makes us feel beautifully seen. So, why can’t we create that for ourselves? The voice in our head, The only person we truly share all of our experiences with, every day to day with no end. To observe our thoughts without judgement, to be proud of productivity & even more proud of rest, all while not keeping score. To be or not to be, was never a question. I just.. am. Nothing less, nothing more.
