Officially TRUE.

I am unofficially, officially over bullshit and all the people who dish it out like candy on a stick! I mean, I am so ridiculously serious about my feelings on this… I may need to do two posts expressing that level of conviction…. Nah, I won’t do that… don’t worry, I’ll just copy and paste this one in a minute… kidding! If we cannot laugh at our own short comings, less than wise decisions and all the other stones we trip over along the way then we are just not being true to ourselves – simply hiding in the shadows of the moon, hoping nobody notices that we are but a mere human, trembling in obscurity eager for that “perfect” shot – the ideal opportunity to shine and finally be acknowledged – we are not growing!

We are ALL imperfect, flawed and scarred… but acknowledgement and a “seeing” of this is needed within ourselves if we EVER wish to move forward… or “evolve” if you will.

The sad and unfortunate thing though about people who never reach this “place and space”… people who do things with selfish intent driven by insecurity, those who paint the grandest of pictures, spew the sweetest words, smile and wave as a matter of circumstance is that they are their own worst enemy! Things inevitably fall apart at some point and then they are left “shrugging their shoulders” in laced dismay… cloaked confusion, frustrated and about ready to repeat the same cycle for lack of alternative. This is the moment where the difference between being true to yourself versus creating fictitious reality yet again becomes less about circumstance and a whole lot more about decision and intent.

“If nothing else in this long and short life, let me be true to my conscience, to the dignity of my own heart. Let me act in a way that says, I have honored my spirit as truly as I have honored others'. Let me stand tall and rooted as a mountain in the face of a quaking world.” ― Jennifer DeLucy

People (I include myself in this equation) are often swayed in multiple directions, for many a reason. Much of this unfolding leaves us emptier and even more incomplete than we were to begin with because we try to fill our own beings with the pieces that actually belong to others. I suppose we hold optimism that perhaps “we can make them fit” – but they never do, and whilst they may sit there for a bit… eventually our souls will reject them and once again we are presented with the opportunity of lesson. Question is, will we take it… learn it, or will we repeat the pattern again…

“We may meet so many people along this long road, But it is of no use, until we finally meet ourselves.” ― Mimi Novic