Being with ME allows me to detach from ME. To see and get to know the many parts of ME. I recently noticed a part of ME that developed somewhere along the way.
It's all blurry.
Somewhere in the journey, I developed a trait. A trait that requires me to dress and present myself in a particular way. In a way that I am particular. That I am particular about everything.
Seemingly, put together.
Sitting in my ME, I feel this trait is heavy armor. I will pick my shirt. I will pick what I eat. I will pick my experience. As a defense… to not get too close to nothingness. I want to be something. I want to be someone. So I will choose.
Seemingly having it all together.
What does it mean to have it all together if you're not experiencing the world and your life from your ME? Does it really matter?
I saw it in this moment.
Using my personality to survive the world. As though the world needs to be survived. The world wants me to be ME. I don't want to spend the remainder of my life attached to my personality, in the hopes of defending that my existence matters. No more pigeonholing myself.
Surrendering to the fluidity that is ME. To merge with the world... in both our mysteries.