Who I Was Before The World Told Me Who I Should Be

I’m bored.
Bored of being told my instincts are off
Bored of trying to keep up with a cadence that exhausts me
Bored of being busy under the guise of productivity

I’m uninterested in the newest version of global distraction.
I’m disenchanted by the same storylines playing out under different masks
I’m bored of watching smart people get caught in an age old drama thinking it is something new.
I’m exhausted of being told I’m not enough and trying to remember it’s a lie.
I’m tired of trying to fill a void that doesn’t even exist.
I’m over the notion that if I do what is right for me it will hurt the people I love.
I’m bored of having such low expectations of our emotional intelligence and grace.

What I AM interested in is remembering who I was before the world told me who I should be.
In disentangling myself from the notion of accomplishment as a measure of success
I’m inspired to strengthen my intuition as my ultimate compass
I’m excited to explore my full humanity
And eager to leave the fear of messing up by the wayside
I’m interested in returning to my own unique rhythm
In knowing my instinctual nature is the truest expression of God’s love coursing through me.