Being Known

There is nothing better to me than when someone is able to see my soul, in all of its complexity and nuance. That life-giving experience when someone sees, understands, and acknowledges the value of what I’m here to do and where my magic lies is pure gold and what I live for, even if its rare.

The desire to be “known” has often led me to compromise my way of being, to abide by a certain set of social rules, to fit into boxes. We are all creating boxes for each other all the time, whether it is conscious or not. Old boxes beget new boxes. I do it too. I find that shifting into states of “allowing” and curiosity are good to remember when the boxes block the expanse.

I sense a beautiful freedom on the horizon, a unique opportunity to step more into this unfolding of the unique, radical, rare and true essence of self. Sometimes this path can sometimes be a solitary one, and there’s nothing wrong with that. Like a wolf knows, there are times to move with the pack, and times to be lone.

Extending my deep gratitude to those who have taken the time to get to know me, truly and deeply. I hope you know who you are, and if you don’t, you’ll definitely know if and when I see you again.