The other day I went for a morning hike with my sister. Usually nothing comes from those other than shooting the shit, but during the final countdown, out of nowhere she sends me peak wisdom.
A meme.
Which, while typical for her– this one had a ton of truth to it. In fact, long after the hike I couldn’t help but think about it.
In this internet-existence– we’re pounded over the head with corn-quotes like: “Be your best self.”
The problem?
Best could imply anything. It could mean an unbalanced, ultra-disciplined you. It could mean a daily cold shower regiment, never so much as eye-ing sweet foods, and sleeplessly rising before the sun– in honor of the productivity gods.
Some of us are obsessive, and when left on our own could drive ourselves mad with efficiency.
Me.
I naturally do this, but as of late have eased up off the gas.
Because my best self sucks.
My favorite self on the other hand, that’s a different story.
Let’s not forget, whatever our goals and relationships and pursuits in life– it’s all for a good life. We do what we do, and how we do it, in the hopes of living a fulfilled life. But with so many self-proclaimed and unqualified teachers– it’s easy to start picking up the wrong tools.
So, to add some clarity and as the meme eloquently put it, “grace”, think about how your favorite self shows up.
For me, it’s play, fluidity, and a go-for-it attitude.
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