Who even are you?
Minus wounds and internalized capitalism/ageism/misogyny etc., though
I came across this question yesterday while reading and doing some deep planning sort of work and it blew my damn mind by being so simple and yet so wildly deep:
Who are you without your fears, doubts and limiting beliefs?
It’s a vastly different question than “who are you, really?” because this question implies we’re not the sum of our pain; that we’re all actually pretty great and less terrible than we think and that we don’t fuck it up as much as fears and doubts and limiting beliefs do.
So anyway. today, sit with that question and write what comes up for you. Let’s go.
