You don’t find yourself – you create yourself.
I’m starting off with one of the truest lessons I’ve learned so far.
Too powerful and true. At one time we all feel like we’ve been tossed onto this Earth by chance, stuck within the limits of our circumstance and more than we really should, beat ourselves up with anxiety about our capabilities, our imperfections, the future that’s supposedly been planned out for us like a blueprint. How silly! We don’t waste time waiting for answers to fall from heaven or look for those parts of ourselves in random, dusty places when all we’ll ever need is already inside of us, just waiting. The best way to be happy, to be successful in our own way, to be who we really want to be, to live a life we really want to live has only one answer: to create that reality ourselves. It’s all up to us.
Everybody who feels truly happy in the deepest sense wasn’t born into a life of perfection. They had to wake up every day and work their way into the personal success they have now. So what are you waiting for? Never stop at figuring things out. Stop complaining, quit making excuses, get up, go out, be alive, look at all the beauty of this world and then all the bad so you can figure out what good you can offer the world. Stop missing out on the life you’re purposed to live. Pursue whatever makes you feel most alive, whatever makes you feel full on the inside. You owe it to yourself!
And for the most perfect words about being yourself, I can always rely on my soul sister, Sofia:
Be yourself so that you can trust It. You can’t swear over someone who is not genuine to you. And that someone includes you. For a long time, I found it hard to believe in myself because I was not myself. I was trapped living in other people’s false manuscripts of me until I realized I was dying this way, too, wasting my hours away on the pages of a story I didn’t co-write. Dare to be honest now, and start with you. If you are evident in all that you do, that is, if your heart is in the picture, in the agony, in your sweat, in your service, in your cheer, in your cuss, in your wrinkles, you are constituting for yourself a more breathable existence. And only out of this turning-from-the-inside-out can others trust in you and you in them, too.
Authenticity is rare. Especially in a society that relentlessly demands us to Have-This and Be-That. I will not retract! Cut me some slack. I’m not here to be perfect. I’m here to be both the crushing beauty and the holy mess. I’m not set in stone. I’m a precious stone in progress. And when at last this Me-est Me or the You-est You is mined, I swear our truths will cast a golden sheen, illuminating the world on the other side.
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