Tag: self

Perspective

Trying

Trying to come up with something to write about is difficult. It creates a distance between me and the desired outcome, building a perception that the treasure I seek is outside of me.

Finding what to write is an opportunity to discover what wants to be expressed. It’s a reminder that everything of value is already within my possession, simply waiting for me to recognize its presence.

Trying is a grasp for something outside of myself, finding is a dive within. The quality of the experience is the difference between the two.

While both may lead us to similar outcomes, trying keeps us focused on something external for the solution, finding establishes a reference point within ourselves that we can go back to.

Perspective

Meant to become

Yesterday I heard someone make the comment “….Before they became the person they were meant to become.” It was in reference to someone who is historically admired and highly regarded. The statement was made to illustrate the differences in the person’s life before they became the person we recognize today.

What is the difference between who we are today and who we are meant to become? The people we admire the most would probably, more often than not, admit that their actions in the process of becoming their greatest selves were, more or less, basic and ordinary.

But, how do we recognize the distinction between the two? And more importantly, is there a distinction? Do we simply create a distinction to support a romanticized idea that the most admired persons must have possessed superhero abilities and extraordinary circumstances? Detaching ourselves from the responsibility that we may be just as great.

There is no on and off switch for the people we are meant to become. Considering this, all of our actions count, and most of what we do will feel ordinary, even if it is eventually admired and highly regarded by others. Ultimately, we are the person today that we are meant to become.

Perspective

Better than you

Who knows you the best? Who is the one person that can tell you anything about yourself, what you like, don’t like, your beliefs or your deepest fears and passions?

There is a person who knows you on this most intimate and deepest level, that person is you. We have all the information on who we are, which means that we don’t have to willingly take on everything others try to tell us about ourselves.

And equally – in the expression of Maya Angelou – why not believe others when they show you who they are? Because ultimately, who knows you, better than you?