You don’t have to be one thing in life.
The goal is not to be yourself, but to be your many selves.
Even if those selves are not clean and likable and moral.
Hell, there are facets of my personality that are outright repulsive.
Like when my apathy and cynicism are at their peak and my faith in humanity disappears like a fart in the wind. Or when my sense of entitled defiance ignites, and my inner mutineer starts breaking rules that annoy everyone. Or when the hot rage simmering underneath my calm exterior creates a sudden urge to elbow drop annoying children on the streets.
These selves are not worth being proud of, but they’re not worth running from either. Simply accepting and integrating. True power, after all, is the ability to exert command over our many selves. To welcome opening doors that lead to the experience of the lesser selves. And to use everything in our life to cultivate the whole of our being.
How many selves do you own? Is there a version of yourself waiting to be realized?
If so, just know that it’s never too late to join the ever growing community of selves inside each of us.
If you want to move from your condition of brokenness to wholeness, say yes to it all.
LET ME ASK YA THIS…
Are there alluring versions of yourself which haven’t been given the proper chance to live?