Is it crazy to say that I don’t know how it feels to not feel out of place? Even in moments where security and comfort appear to be present, my existence seeps through like water in a strainer. And maybe that isn’t a bad thing… I’m starting to believe that feeling out of place isn’t a means to cave in, but to force one to remain immovable in their energy by learning how to be comfortable despite concurrent discomfort. Maybe we’re not meant to feel in place.. Perhaps if there are places where we feel out of place, we are meant to shift the energy in those spaces by setting the tone with our core beingness. Maybe feeling out of place is a reminder that our presence is worth more than what we can currently perceive, and it’s time we tap into the power of our self-worth. Giving us the courage to explore parts of ourselves that we possibly don’t give attention to outside of those moments of feeling out of place. Maybe feeling out of place is another way of telling us that there is more to be discovered and evolved. A little food for thought.
I know that for me, I am putting forth great effort to perceive differently, which has been fueling me to be less timid and more curious about the unknown. As anyone could imagine, this is no walk in the park. However, I am growing into acceptance that to truly be myself, it’s not enough to just “be” myself, but requires me to be beyond myself. So I am trusting that feeling out of place as often as I do is allowing me to dwell in the bliss of freedom over time.
-Sunset🌻
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