I can hear an owl outside my window that keeps asking “Who? Who?”
Who am I? Who am I supposed to be? Who am I going to be?
You’re not alone, little owl; we’re all wondering too.
How many times have you either told someone or thought to yourself, “I really just need to find myself”?
Uh…guilty as charged.
I’ve seen so many quotes and posts on the entire about how life is about creating yourself, not finding yourself…but if you’re finding yourself, aren’t you creating yourself? And if you’re creating yourself, aren’t you finding yourself?
Maybe life isn’t about finding or creating, but both. Maybe life is about building.
Humans are built by experiences and struggles, triumphs and failures, friends and foes. We’re multi-layered.
For example, there’s the layer that our parents help shape, the layer our friends shape, our teachers, our significant others, our childhood bullies, and so on. People, me included, try and strip away those layers, desperate to find something in hopes of self-discovery.
But once all those layers are peeled back, we are left with nothing. We’re nothing but an empty void. Unfulfilled. Lonely.
We cannot be found. We cannot push people away or shove our past experiences into the back of our minds. They build us. They shape us. We can take bits and pieces from every person and trial we encounter. Don’t strip away the layers. Let them add on. Daily. Don’t stop learning about yourself. Life is too short.
We cannot do it alone.
We cannot survive alone.
Little owl, we are not alone.