I explore where I am in my life—literally and philosophically. I push myself to articulate this place in my own voice, to the best of my ability, without the limits of being right or wrong. There is no need to know where I am going at this very moment. Maybe it’s clear. Maybe it’s blurry. More often “where am I” is a small echo of mystery, the intangible and indescribable- and that’ okay.
HERE I AM.
Here I am- all of me, just as I am. Am I where I wish to be?- or where I pretend to be? If I could be nakedly honest with myself, I could come out of hiding an answer “Here I am!”. This is my personal declaration that I am present. But what does saying “Here I am” involve? How do I identify my emotions, own my lessons, confess my truths, accept my strengths and all of my should’ve would’ve and could’ve’s?
CAN YOU SEE ME?
How do others see me? Does what people say about me resonate with me? How people see me may not be my ultimate truth—but it plays a part of my narrative. What would happen if they did see me? Would they stay or would they leave? Do I care? Should I?