You have to be yourself.
You. Have
to. Be yourself.
You have to be.
Yourself.
You have to be yourself.
You can never authentically be anything until you understand that. To be yourself you have to know
yourself. To know yourself, you have to
try different things. You have to strive
for something. You have to eff up. You have to give yourself room, latitude,
permission to grab something that calls to your deepest place. Try, strive, mess it all up, assess yourself with brutal honesty, and do it again
differently with what you have learned from your experience. You have to be brave to step out. You can be careful, but sometimes you just
have to throw yourself into it, really give it a full-on edge-of-insanity
whirl. “A man’s gotta know his
limitations,” goes the old movie quote.
For sure that goes for women, too.
A person has to know their limits, and the only way to do that is to
answer that call from your deepest place with reckless abandon.
I’m not taking what God desires for you out of this
discussion. God made us, and we’re all
His original ideas from the start.
Godless folks try unnaturally to keep God out of everything, and
religious folks try to unnaturally insert God into everything. Rule of thumb: whether or not you believe in God, just shut
up about it. I’m talking about the human
experience here, not Ministry or Marxism.
Living is learning how to use the tools in your bag to bring about the
most contented outcome. Whether or not
you believe it was fate, God, or a roll of the cosmic dice that gave you your
respective “bag of tools” is immaterial.
To be content…
Some call it happiness. Some call
it Zen. Nirvana was a 90’s band that sang
about smelling teen spirit, I think.
Paul of Tarsus wrote, in the first century A.D., that he had learned the
secret of being content in every situation.
Rich, poor, favorable, refugee status, in every situation. I like that.
He had to learn how. Contentedness
did not fall out of the tree of over religious zealots. It did not come with a membership to the Free
Masons. Nor did he achieve it through
any religious, political, or environmental ideology. Being content, being happy is something you
have to LEARN. It’s like ‘Getting To
Know Yourself 201.’
I know you religious folk are hyperventilating about now
because you think I am trying to remove God from an article about being
yourself. No doubt you Godless folks are
flipping out because I used an illustration out of the New Testament in the
Bible. Track with me here: If I go
camping, and I do every chance I get, I go for many reasons- rest, restoration,
rejuvenation, natural beauty therapy, to test my skills, etc. When I am camping I am not reciting those
goals a loud to myself or the world at large.
I am not reminding myself to breathe the air, or to smell the flowers,
the pine scent, or the freshness of a cool breeze rising off the water next to
the trail. I am not proclaiming my meals
to the forest creatures. Is this an
absurd enough picture? The trees are
there, and were long before me. I do not
have to proclaim their glory to revel in the things of nature. The mountains I may be hiking through have
been standing tall for thousands of years, and they are there for anyone to
see. Likewise, if you are all about God
and going to church, etc., then be about it and shut your mouth. God is no less God. Everyone who is looking will see. If you are all about… not God… that will be quite obvious to anyone
paying attention as well. No one has to
proclaim or shout any of that. It will
be obvious. Living is not demanding
others think, believe, or act as you.
Being yourself is finding what you think about all those questions,
studying a little to make it valid in your own mind and to be able to give an
answer if someone asks. It’s going
through life marking down questions and making notations in your mind about
what you observe, tapping knowledgeable sources, and coming to some solid
conclusions within your own consciousness.
Yeah, sorry Bible-thumper folks.
I don’t mean it to sound “new age-y.”
It is what it is.
Living contentedly is a learned skill, and it is
parallel to knowing yourself and being yourself. Tragically, so many succumb to the ambush of
the environment they grew up in, society, their education, etc. A really huge enemy to living contentedly and
being yourself are expectations
placed on you by others and/or you. What
do you know and how do you know it? Was
it drilled into you by your parish priest?
Your hyper-expressive Pentecostal pastor? Your parents?
Your extended family? The company
you keep? Expectations are fine, when
there is a reason for them, reasons like you have discovered your love for
business, studied it, practiced it, etc., and now you expect to see positive
results from pushing in that direction.
But blind, traditional, familial expectations are a total drag and
usually bind rather than liberate. Find out for yourself. Yes, you can trust the people who know and
love you. But do not take their word for it.
Go find out through observation, trial, and failure. Don’t
be afraid to “eff-up find out,” as my Gen-Xers are so fond of saying.
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