I am constantly confusing myself, constantly contradicting what I think I am.
I’ll be jamming out to the city girls and then cry to Ed Sheeran’s love ballads followed by 10 hours of chakra tuning vibrations.
I can watch Love Island for hours on end and discuss crippling philosophical dilemmas and abstract spiritual concepts for even longer.
I love individual and independant spurts of solitude as well as any and all social situations.
I appreciate getting glammed up, nails did and picking out each aspect of an outfit
meticulously well as chemical equations.
I love to lead but also love to follow a good guru’s guidance.
I adore tradition and pushing as many boundaries as possible.
I’m constantly changing but would proudly call myself reliable.
I’m confusing, right?
I think that’s the coward’s way of putting it. I’m actually a multi-faceted being. I can adapt, I can have fun in almost any situation and I can explore so much more of the world.
I know it scares the Monkey Brain because we feel safer when we can easily put someone in a box and keep them there, as though change and evolution aren’t coded in our DNA.
But they are!
I’m dancing to the rhythm of life, no longer trying to force the beat but embrace whoever I am in the present. I am no sedentary rock, I’m approximately 60% water and it’s about time I start acting like it!
To confuse is to create. And to create is to truly live!
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