Giving Yourself Permission to Be You
There's a sense of subtlety when it comes to knowing who we really are, and giving ourselves permission to be just that. That feeling of who we really are can be elusive and hard to detect. We have it, we get it, we understand it, but we really don't. It lives somewhere beyond us, almost unreachable, this thing called me. Who are we really giving permission to? Is it for everyone else around me? Or, is it really for me? Who am I really?
We don't really recognize that we aren't giving ourselves permission. We think we are. We really do most of the time. But the giving permission comes down to "for who or for what?" Giving permission to be me is distant from me when it's for who or what. It's not me being me at all. It's me being for them. Out of habituation, we wholeheartedly believe we are following what we really want and choose to do, and who we chose to be. And, when many of us get there, finally reaching our destination, or not even that, but living on that journey, and thinking we're giving ourselves permission to be, we're disappointed, we're befuddled. Maybe then, just maybe and hopefully then we'll begin to ask "who's plan am I really following?" "Who's life am I really leading?"
Many of us have a difficult time giving ourselves permission to be who we really want to be, to be something different, to do something out of the ordinary, and sometimes to make change. Perhaps the real me wants to leave my spouse, move away from the children, quit a job, sell all my personal belongings and my home I've lived in for 25 years and move over seas, or maybe become a pastry chef or school teacher. Whatever it may be it's within you. Are you listening to who you really are? For real? Are you giving yourself permission to be YOU?
"You can recognize a pioneer by the arrows in his/her back."