Being Real
Being real.
What does this mean.
Being authentic?
Telling people what you really think.
Not letting others opinions affect your decisions.
But I'm going to say it again what is real?
Your environment, the things you've experienced, your conditioning, societal norms have created YOU.
What happens when we strip all that away?
Would you be you, if you grew up in a different home, with different parents, with more love, with less love, with more death, with less death. You might not be you.
So then who are you?
Without the programming. Because really and truly that all it really is. Like a computer. So what happens if we do a factory reset. Who are you then?
This is the question to ask.
Go within, spend time alone. Unplug. It will be the best and worst thing you do. You'll have to face some programs that don't serve your system at all and uninstall them. You'll have to update a few things and rearrange the more important programs so they're accessible. Some parts are easy and fun and some literally feel like you have the whole world on your shoulders. But at the end of the day. YOU. I mean the real YOU is worth it.
Copyright © Crystal Hendrickson | Year Posted 2019
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