Reflection

It took me many years to accept the man in the mirror (I could not resist phrasing it like that, okay)

I am sure you get what I mean. To accept that I am okay with me. And we never really realise how simple, but important that is.

We all need that simple question answered as a base from which we operate. Who am I? Am I okay? Am I good enough? Will I be accepted?

Normally those are solved at home, but not all of us are so fortunate…. So we leave home every day with a loaded gun (okay so that’s a bit over dramatic). What I mean is, we leave our home expecting everybody to answer that questions for us. It loads the friendships, relationships with a weight before it even begins.
Its a lose lose situation, because no one but the person in the mirror can answer it.
And we need the safe space from which to live from, if unanswered this question will cause havoc in your life.

I am not proposing you should ‘fake it till you make it”. But you cannot expect your sense of self and value be determined solely from other people or external means. It all starts with the one on the mirror. Are you okay with you?

No one can answer that for you hey, or let me rephrase….no one should be answering that for you. It will rob you of the full person you are.

We cannot possibly know everything about ourselves, but any wrong road we take stems from not accepting who we are. We always work from that base, yet very few take the time to actually ask and answer the question, Who am I?

So who are you?

That is the million dollar question is it not???

Certainly not what I think, but the only one that stops us from living fully is ourselves and who we see in the mirror…..

the Honest One

Why?

A single word that has huge implications.

One we usually discover early in life. One that divides our connections in the world into 2 halves.

Why……. Because after you ask why, the answer can either be the truth or an answer to silence you for now. We all do it. Our parents did it to silence us for now right?

To a certain extent it never stops. When your questions start poking in areas that make people uncomfortable, the defense is to silence you. Now its teachers, your boss, your CEO, your president, the government……. It never really ceases.

I think as one grows up, you realise that there are less answers than there are questions, and since we don’t like not knowing we come up with these “solutions”…

Why is the world in the state its in?

Why is two thirds of the world in poverty and the other has way more than enough?

Why are children being abused?

Why do we allow things to continue the way they go?

Why is war still happening?

I know we have answers to some of those, but I am sure if you allow yourself to ask some questions and really question, i think ultimately the world will start to change. I think we will cease to just accept that it is the way it is…

the Honest one