Believe…beliefs…hmm. Our lives seem to be a sum total of the beliefs that are continually running through our minds as truth.
I’ve spent a lot of time lately unpacking and reconsidering all of the beliefs that I’ve taken on over the course of my lifetime. I’ve been on this planet for a little while, so that’s a lot of suitcases that needed unpacking! Turns out most of the baggage was jammed full of all the beliefs that other people told me I was supposed to believe – whether about the world or myself.
It took some time for me to realize that as I was growing up, I was unquestioningly taking on other people’s fears, traumas and limiting beliefs. And when I took the time to really think about it, most of those were things passed down to them. On and on, generation after generation.
One of the many beautiful things about a mindfulness and meditation practice is the nurturing space created within for me to safely re-examine and question everything I believed to be true.
Reconnecting with my own inner silence has given me the space to peel back the layers of the onion that I took on without knowing, and rediscover the truth of who I really am (love mostly!). And then, to consciously decided who I want to be in this world going forward…one suitcase at a time.
Photo Credit: Pic is my photo of a photo taken by one of my favorite NYT photojournalists, Damon Winter.