My thoughts this morning began with how we’re the only ones truly listening when we speak. Yet we don’t choose our words carefully when we think. Why are we so polite to others and not to ourselves? That’s where this all began.
Then, somehow, my thoughts began tossing around the idea of how we trade our own thoughts, dreams, and goals, for the illusion of a life we see others experiencing. Allowing ourselves to want to simply replicate something we perceive to be better, easier, etc.
I realize that sometimes it’s just easier to follow the path that has been paved by another. Especially when we always feel rushed. And so I asked myself, where are we rushing to? The answer is simple. Nowhere.
Then it all kind of came together and I realized that I gave up on my uniqueness long ago. I traded my thoughts, ideas, my vision of possibilities, for the allure of something which caught my eye. And so I attempted to repeat someone else’s, no…everyone else’s, ideas until I found myself wholly unfulfilled. Because that was simply not my experience. I was always meant to create my own based on my uniqueness.
And so I had to empty my mind of all the vacant and uninspiring thoughts I was repeating to myself because I didn’t live up to something that someone else deemed “the best” and set out to rediscover the uniqueness which is still buried underneath decades of my life’s influencers’ opinions.