as you dismantle yourself, or rather disentangle yourself from the roles that are stuck on and in, it can be a surprise what’s left.
A question I ask myself to help me along the way is:
“Who am I serving right now?”
it may be a third grade teacher who criticized your animal drawing and said that you clearly were not trying
it may be somebody’s expectation for you that made you feel good and you feel obliged to fulfill.
and any number of things.
it can be difficult to find out the “who”, but there is always a “who” behind the “what”, buried deep.
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