Thursday, July 07, 2011
Do we ever stop the journey to the question of who we are? Yesterday my Tween had three hours of psychological testing done and the ONE thing the psychotherapist revealed to us at the end of said testing resultant from 4 1/2 years of weekly therapy and seemingly worsening concerns was "Oh my, she has an IQ of 121" We never once doubted her intelligence. :::sigh:::
Back to me....
The world is ever telling us in one way or another to find ourselves. It is a constant pursuit.
But I don’t think that’s really the way it works.
Finding yourself sounds like “you” are out there that knowing who you are is a process of going.
Yet it seems in so many ways that it’s really more about staying.
Staying true to who you are…even when the popular kids make fun of you.
Staying courageous enough to say “yes” to what God asks…even if you’re scared silly.
Staying open to life and love…even when hard times make you want to slam the door of your heart.
It’s the staying that makes us.
When I'm feeling lost, I pull out my innermost compass and often find it pointing home and realize that I was never really lost at all just searching in the wrong place for the ever elusive "me"
And it’s the staying that leads, in the end, to the finding.
Who we are.
What we’re called to do.
To looking in the mirror and seeing a woman who is learning to be who she is smiling back–at least on more days than ever before.
We don’t have to find ourselves, sisters.
We simply have to come home to who we already are…
Be patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves like locked rooms and like books that are written in a very foreign tongue. Do not now seek the answers, which cannot be given you because you would not be able to live them. And the point is, to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps you will find them gradually, without noticing it, and live along some distant day into the answer. ~Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet