How does one come into the knowledge of who they really are and what talents they possess? If you walk into any bookstore you will find self after shelf of books and tapes explaining how one can discover who they are and meant to be. Alas, many books and tapes are bought and little change takes place.
Perhaps we seldom to take the time to “reflect” or consider who we are! At some point in your life if you are reflective you come to a crossroads. One with the realization that many of your thoughts and ideas really are not you own, but those of friends, parents, media images, people we look to and on and on. When we do we notice a certain hollowness in the pit of our stomach. We realize that we are just following the “herd” the “tribe” or whatever you wish to call it.
What is the next step? COURAGE! The courage to think you own thoughts and examine how you will meet each day! As Emerson once put it.. a series of surfaces upon which we skate. One of my favorites poems is by Shel Silverstein from Where the Sidewalk Ends. Invitation
If you area dreamer, come in.
If you are a dreamer, a wisher, a liar,
A hope-er, a pray-er, a magic bean buyer,
If you are a pretender, come sit by my fire
For we have some flax-golden tales to spin.