Do you forget that you are human?
I’m not entirely sure why it’s so difficult for so many of us to remember that we are human beings. I could probably come up with a couple explanations: we’re in our own heads constantly, we can’t see outside of ourselves, skewed perspective, conditioning and trauma (of course). As strange as it is to ponder our multi-dimensional selves, it’s seemingly just as strange to define what being human actually is. With that, it’s also difficult to recognize ourselves as human beings who are equally as capable, valid and worthy as anyone else — and we definitely could use some work in the self-compassion department.
So, if we’re not human, what are we? We can see each and every individual surrounding us as human, so how are we the exception? Are you from outer space, the moon, a figment of your imagination, a glitch in the matrix? Surely we have come to accept one of those unlikely circumstances for our existence instead of truly seeing ourselves as human, with all that entails. Could it be easier if we lean into seeing ourselves for all that we are, in all of our humanity? Even if it’s foggy and messy and deeply emotive, can’t we learn to love it? I feel that most of the resistance lies in lack of acceptance and self-awareness (at least for me).
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