I think we lie to ourselves to keep our soul from having an adventure.
The voice in our head says “It’s not safe to stick my neck out; to speak before thinking; to take that chance; to take the road less travelled by; to back my self; to believe in my self. I can’t do that. That’s too big an adventure for someone like me. That’s too big a risk for a person like me to take. What if I’m wrong and it doesn’t work out?”
This is the voice of fear, passivity, and self doubt, and it plays over and over in our heads like radio station: I SUCK 99.6 AM.
I call it soul surrender. It’s the opposite of soul purpose. It’s like trying to get an overly active child to go to sleep. Lying to your soul is like saying to the child, “You are too tiny to know any better or make a difference. Sleep now.”
Every day you are confronted by people who are trying to define you, label you, and put you in this or that box or category. They may even explicitly lay some kind of judgment on you, telling you that you are this or that.
At home, it might be your father, mother, husband, wife, son or daughter. At work, it might be your co-worker, client or boss. At school it might be your teacher, a friend, or a group of other kids.
What can you do about it?
Well, you can either agree with them, and come to believe that what others tell you about yourself is the truth.
Or you can reject these descriptions, labels, or definitions by just doing what you do, by just being who you are, and by telling them to all get fucked [in the nicest possible way, of course].
Right now there are people all over the world who are just like you.
They too feel different.
They’re not always comfortable in their own skin.
They have dreams that would make you gasp.
They have secrets you wouldn’t believe.
They wish and they dream and they hope, and they look out the window whenever they’re in the car or on a bus or a train, and they watch the people on the streets and wonder what they are thinking and feeling.
They wonder if there are people out there like them.
They’re like you, and you could tell them anything and everything, and they would understand.
And right now, they’re sitting here reading these words, and I’m writing this for you and for me so we don’t feel alone anymore.
I wonder, I wonder what you would do if you had the power to have everything that you want.
A new iPhone — the new iPhone 10 — with a PERFECT LIFE button. With just a touch of this button you can design for yourself the most perfect life. The perfect job. The perfect partner. Perfect kids. A perfect pet. Perfect weather every day. A perfect home in the perfect location, with perfect furnishings.
Imagine now that you do have this power; the power to create your perfect world. And imagine you’ve had this power now for a few months. What then … ?
Methinks that after a few months of ‘living perfection’, your perfect life would start to feel a little predictable. Stale. Not as interesting. Kinda boring. Flat. And that’s because if you want guarantees in life, then you don’t want life — you want rehearsals for a script that’s already been written.
Life, by its very nature, cannot have guarantees, or its whole purpose is thwarted. Otherwise we’d all buy plastic roses that last forever.
And so the new iPhone 10 would soon be superseded by the iPhone 11 — now with a new SURPRISE! button.
We come into this world with the only real possessions that ever matter:
– our body
– our energy
– our thoughts and ideas
– our autonomy, and
– the time to live our life
And then, as the years pass by, we slowly give all of this away. We get endlessly caught up in other people’s games and battles, wasting energy and time that we will never get back. We come to respect our own ideas less and less, preferring instead to listen to experts and conforming to conventional opinions.
And so, without even realising it, we are nibbled to death by ducks as we slowly give away everything that makes us a creative and unique individual.