•Lately, I've been wondering if life is less about becoming the person we thought we'd be. Maybe even the person we wanted to be.
And more about an unbecoming.
A letting go of the person we expected ourselves to be. Maybe even a letting go of the person we wanted to be, the person we hoped we would become. Grieving the perceived loss. And then just, being.
Instead of wrestling against who we are, accepting it. Loving it. Seeing the value in who we are today, not who we could be tomorrow. • •I read a book a while ago where Brene Brown said "When we spend a lifetime trying to distance ourselves from the parts of our lives that don't fit with who we think we are supposed to be, we stand outside of our story and hustle for our worthiness by constantly performing, perfecting, pleasing, and proving. Our sense of worthiness---that critically important piece that gives us access to love and belonging---lives inside of our story. The greatest challenge for most of us is believing that we are worthy now, right this minute." •I will be the first to admit that I don't naturally function that way. But, I love the concept. It's feels lighter, and more free than its alternative 🙌🏻