Messiness …
I've been thinking a lot lately about how much effort I put into pretending that I have things "all figured out." I edit what I say, I often don't say the things I really want to say, and I try so hard to paint this perfect picture of my life.
Speaking of paint, check out the little girl in this picture! Does she seem concerned with how she looks? Does she even care that paint is splattering everywhere? Is she worried that it might stain her clothes, or how long it might take to clean up the mess around her?
Nope.
Sheer joy is written all over her face because, in fact, she DOESN'T CARE!
Today I find myself asking what it would feel like to be that uninhibited. What if I cared more about how I feel than being concerned about what anyone else may (or may not) think about me? What if I could show up every day and just be my messy, non-conforming, weird, creative, silly self? Hmmm.
It might not be easy, but it also might be really freeing. I'm going to give it a try. Are you willing to try it with me?
May we show the world the beautiful light that only we can shine: the light of our True Selves.
Love,
Elizabeth H. Kunc