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IDENTITY
Who am I? What are my likes and thoughts? Vices and virtues? Whom do I aspire to be? So many questions, so many answers whizzing by.
What are we really?
Polonius' advice is summed up with the lines: 'This above all: to thine own self be true, And it must follow, as the night the day, Thou canst not then be false to any man. '
The aforementioned Shakespearean line always plays at the back of my mind when I ask myself "Who am I really". As the days are passing by, I find myself learning more about who I really am as the masks wear off, the music dies down and I am left to understand the crux of my true identity. But who am I?
I am far more than opinions, I am more than ideological ideas of who I should be. I am light and I aspire to be peace. Having read various religious books, treaded through perilous times and gracefully waltzed around in elation amid the best times, I have summed up that I am an ever changing chronicle.
I am not fazed by materialism nor am I a fancier of praise and fanfare. I am not a stirrer but the conjuror. I prefer to get my hands dirty, to sail off the coast and into the unknown. As the tides change, as the seasons come and go so do my ideals and habits. I draw my strength from I what I wish to be and I learn and improve from what I don't want to be.
I believe every and all situations are either a lesson or a blessing. Blessings are always present, sadness teaches us lessons that no happiness could ever explain. There is, of course, the deepest beauty in sadness. I am an enigma, I go where my soul grows and finds deepest peace.
I used to want riches and things I never had, especially growing up from the humblest beginnings until I have learnt that wealth comes to you in other ways. In the cat and mouse chase, I have learnt - One can be rich at heart and glow from within. With "blessed" hands, blessed with the midas touch. Which can exponentially grow everything touched or you can chase paper till you lose value in all things real. Real being wholesome friendships, relationships, contentment and peace.
Life is funny, it plays you to the beat. We learn lessons from mockery, we become what we feared. We become what others fear. We grow from unexpected experiences, we give and get back so much more. Walking alone from country to country till we find solice. The Shakespearean quote deems to be so explicitly true.
If you cannot be true to you, how can you be true to anyone else. How much do we know really? Who says what you know is true? Who is the judge?
I am okay with me when the curtain closes. I am okay with me when I mess up. I am okay with me when I have to unlearn negative traits. I have witnessed people tear down the other person and I wonder, but how? The wondering turned to being.
I have witnessed mockery so I mocked, I have witnessed betrayal so I betrayed but when did I stop? I stopped when I took responsibility for my own actions.
When I learnt that you have to throw as much as you catch. You have to leave people better than you found them. You have be happy and celebrate others. You have to stop poking holes, digging trenches and blaming the world, others and situations for your own stumbling blocks. You have to forgive, you have lend grace as you would like to receive grace.
My personal mantra is "My failures, my shortcomings should not allow me to reign pain on another." I practice it till I'm blue in the face so I can learn to take a stand and correct dysfunction.
So many sinners walking around as saints, both knowing and unbeknownst. So many sinners cast aside, so much falsity. Too far off reality.
Once you learn about "you" wholeheartedly then "they" become easier to divulge and "we" can grow together. Enough about me and me talking about myself in the third person.
Ask yourself today, are you aware of your true identity? Are you willing to fix what you must? Who are you? What are your favourite scents? Who is your favourite person? What makes your soul smile? What are you ashamed of? How have you grown? If you want new, maybe it's time to learn you.
-Memoirs of Maryannable's Mashables
@MemoirsofMM
#Peace #Divine-identity #identity #Changes
© Memoirs of Maryannable's Mashables
What are we really?
Polonius' advice is summed up with the lines: 'This above all: to thine own self be true, And it must follow, as the night the day, Thou canst not then be false to any man. '
The aforementioned Shakespearean line always plays at the back of my mind when I ask myself "Who am I really". As the days are passing by, I find myself learning more about who I really am as the masks wear off, the music dies down and I am left to understand the crux of my true identity. But who am I?
I am far more than opinions, I am more than ideological ideas of who I should be. I am light and I aspire to be peace. Having read various religious books, treaded through perilous times and gracefully waltzed around in elation amid the best times, I have summed up that I am an ever changing chronicle.
I am not fazed by materialism nor am I a fancier of praise and fanfare. I am not a stirrer but the conjuror. I prefer to get my hands dirty, to sail off the coast and into the unknown. As the tides change, as the seasons come and go so do my ideals and habits. I draw my strength from I what I wish to be and I learn and improve from what I don't want to be.
I believe every and all situations are either a lesson or a blessing. Blessings are always present, sadness teaches us lessons that no happiness could ever explain. There is, of course, the deepest beauty in sadness. I am an enigma, I go where my soul grows and finds deepest peace.
I used to want riches and things I never had, especially growing up from the humblest beginnings until I have learnt that wealth comes to you in other ways. In the cat and mouse chase, I have learnt - One can be rich at heart and glow from within. With "blessed" hands, blessed with the midas touch. Which can exponentially grow everything touched or you can chase paper till you lose value in all things real. Real being wholesome friendships, relationships, contentment and peace.
Life is funny, it plays you to the beat. We learn lessons from mockery, we become what we feared. We become what others fear. We grow from unexpected experiences, we give and get back so much more. Walking alone from country to country till we find solice. The Shakespearean quote deems to be so explicitly true.
If you cannot be true to you, how can you be true to anyone else. How much do we know really? Who says what you know is true? Who is the judge?
I am okay with me when the curtain closes. I am okay with me when I mess up. I am okay with me when I have to unlearn negative traits. I have witnessed people tear down the other person and I wonder, but how? The wondering turned to being.
I have witnessed mockery so I mocked, I have witnessed betrayal so I betrayed but when did I stop? I stopped when I took responsibility for my own actions.
When I learnt that you have to throw as much as you catch. You have to leave people better than you found them. You have be happy and celebrate others. You have to stop poking holes, digging trenches and blaming the world, others and situations for your own stumbling blocks. You have to forgive, you have lend grace as you would like to receive grace.
My personal mantra is "My failures, my shortcomings should not allow me to reign pain on another." I practice it till I'm blue in the face so I can learn to take a stand and correct dysfunction.
So many sinners walking around as saints, both knowing and unbeknownst. So many sinners cast aside, so much falsity. Too far off reality.
Once you learn about "you" wholeheartedly then "they" become easier to divulge and "we" can grow together. Enough about me and me talking about myself in the third person.
Ask yourself today, are you aware of your true identity? Are you willing to fix what you must? Who are you? What are your favourite scents? Who is your favourite person? What makes your soul smile? What are you ashamed of? How have you grown? If you want new, maybe it's time to learn you.
-Memoirs of Maryannable's Mashables
@MemoirsofMM
#Peace #Divine-identity #identity #Changes
© Memoirs of Maryannable's Mashables
