Each of us rolled our eyes and replied, “No way. I love being a man/woman.”
Whenever I recall this conversation I think about how destructive it would be to be denied expression of this fundamental sense of self, to have our family, culture, society tell us we must reign in who we fundamentally are or risk censure or even physical harm.
And yet we are aware this censure of self, this spiritual/psychological destruction afflicts millions of people, often beginning when we are children.
It seems to me the purpose of everything in creation is to express its true nature, unencumbered with guilt or shame. When as adults we believe we still require others’ permission to be who we are, do what we’d like to do, ask for what we need, we dwell in a world of frustration and resentment.
We may never receive their permission. When we come to peace with this truth, we have decided we are good enough, we are trusting we are whole and others standards of being are their own.
Let’s give ourselves permission to be and live our true life. I thank those who tried hard for so many years to encourage me to be something other than me. I thank them because they inspired me to trust myself.
Amazingly, some have graciously admitted they are grateful too. It’s real–the secret admiration the most vocal nay-sayers often feel for the rebel.
Trusting self. No permission required.