Flight to Freedom

Who are you? Do you live with loss of direction; amnesia of origin; lack of peace and joy; depression or confusion; fearfulness ?

If you are like most on this Earth, you are the person, people around you want you to be. You aim to please. Forced by that little itch niggling in your inner sanctum, you follow the path of the popular culture. You must fit in.

I know. I was there. Once or twice, or a hundred million times before. And the only thing I got for all my efforts? Nothing. That’s right. Not only did I never receive the level of understanding I was looking for or the acceptance that became my driving force, but everyone around me, including family…..oh yes, especially family completely and utterly missed the mark when shooting to grasp the who and the why of me. Not that anyone particularly gave a shit. Why would they? I wasn’t, understandably, me, after all. I was someone else. A confused clone of many other someone elses, all tightly wound and camouflaged to look like me. To sound like me.

When I woke-up, and there will come a day when you too will awaken, I thought, ‘who is this person?’ I didn’t even know my own self. Of course, how could I? I hadn’t been myself for ….. Well, let’s just say, I didn’t know myself. I did have a clue, however - so, slowly I began digging me out of the deep rut I put myself in. And trust me when I say, the minutia of ‘crap’ I had to dig through wasn‘t pretty.

Some days, even now, I find that I am still digging even though the hole is shallow. When I hear words coming out of my mouth that don’t belong to me or when I react in such a way that I can actually identify the person I am mimicking, I know that I am still not completely me.

So, if you’re confused and just can’t quite figure it out, knowing that something is a little off but you just can’t put your finger on what it is? Know that you are dealing with a myriad of different people. People who have always made an attempt to put you into their world without yet realizing that a square peg doesn’t fit into a round hole.

I am emerging,

and when I hear the words, ‘you’ve changed’,

my lips can’t help but smile.

I am de-cloning, after all.

 Are you?